Musing of one watching a group of senior citizens trying to figure out what they could do next.

As I approach my 99th birthday in September, I realized I am blessed. I guess I am also blessed with good genes because my mother lived to almost 105 and then she went of her own accord. She was living in a house in Albuquerque when by brother and his wife came from El Paso and took her down to live with them in a place called Monte Vista were they had acquired a 3 bedroom 2 bath apartment, but my brother's wife did not care for it and they moved back to their old home in El Paso.  And since my mother could not afford the apartment she was relegated to a 2 person room where she was extremely unhappy and literally starved herself. I remember we went to visit her and she refused to eat anything. My sister Phyllis was with her when she passed away one month short of 105.