My mom is 92, almost 93. It is possible that like her great-grandmother she could live to be 101. Mom still lives in a senior apartment where she cooks, shops and cleans for herself. She still drives. There will be another driving test later this month. She takes blood pressure medicine and something to strengthen her bones and that is about it. I am trying to make her use her cane when she goes out. Sometimes that is a losing proposition.
When my mother was 60, she retired from teaching. Very shortly after that she lost my dad and both of her parents. She figured out how to make a life for herself. She moved to a house in town, took up gardening and watercolor painting and did lots of clubs and volunteer things. She traveled. Mom led a whole other life after 60.
I don't expect to retire any time soon even though I am 60. I like my work and I can use the money to fund things like the traveling I wish I could do. I am not a grandma yet or even a mother-in-law, but I wonder if that day might come someday. Although I have three siblings and I am grateful for each one of them because they do help out, the burden of Mom falls more and more to me.
I would like to say I am not complaining, but I am a little bit. I know that I am where I am supposed to be at this moment. I know that there are many blessings in the walk I take with my mom. And as it says in scripture--Honor your father and your mother. I checked, there isn't a postscript or a footnote that says only do this if you want to or it is convenient or if you have nothing better to do. Within the call to walk with an old lady to old age is blessing and grace.