I once was young and thought time would somehow stop for me. I am a grandmother now and seeing my grandchildren grow reminds me that time stops for no one.
@@jamesthokcha4299Because the Earth keeps spinning, the sun goes down every night and comes back up again, thus we are a part of that. I’m sorry, I’m not sure whether to laugh or cry. Sheesh! Death and taxes, man! Love & Light from Miami Shores🦚 Stay safe mate✌🏼🌎 Have a care for one another🫧🖤
I am 64 years old now. I retired 2 years ago. I reside in Montana and life is good. I would NEVER return to work even though I did love my job. I love retirement even better. Before Covid-19, I would travel. I spend my time doing whatever makes me happy. I love shopping, decorating for holidays, gardening, playing Scrabble with a worthy opponent and of course, I love the internet. I am physically fit. I work out and I am in excellent health. I still dance and do things that I did when I was in my 30s. I am a grandmother. Our oldest child is 46 and our youngest child is 21. I feel so blessed that I wake up each morning and can do whatever it is that I want to do and I am not on anyone's clock. THIS IS MY TIME and I' going to LIVE IT UP!!! My classmates are dropping like flies, but I am still here. Take real good care of yourself. It does pay off.
I just turned 62 and yes I too thought I would never get old. Getting old is depressing and a little scary. You know everything physically starts to go. Hopes, dreams opportunities all in the review mirror. Luckily I have family and my faith in God. Aging is hard, prepare yourself in youth. It will come fast. Remember also, many never make it to old age.
It is, but enjoy u and yr surroundings at all costs. Love everything around u and live life like yr 25. Age is only a number and it does creep up on our bodies but it's up to us to live our lives happy and stay happy. Take care Hun.🌼🌺
My Grandmother was the matriarch. She was sweet like this lady. She was truly a "Grand"mother. Whatever you do to or for your parents will come back to you, you will reap what you sow.
Depressing. Once you watch your age mates dropping dead around you, you realize that all those trials and tribulations and those hassles and efforts you went through all those years, suddenly, in an instant...are of no consequence.
I am almost 75 and have three grown children ages 53, 52 and 38. My mother passed away July 8, 2022 at almost 101 years of age. I miss her every day and in every way. She and I were very close all of my life and I am so grateful to have had her for nearly 74 years of my life. My mother was the most wonderful person I have ever known.
I was forced into retirement at a young age 42, because of disability, I was a PO. and it hasn't been easy since, I'm used to working but then in a blink of an eye it was taken away, I still have dreams that I am still on the job but then I wake up and sometimes to tears. it wears on the mind after awhile, I know how Jimmy felt. I admit I fear growing old.
The son in-law asked his wife (at the party, but in the bedroom while the baby is being fed) if her mother could find a room somewhere else.....and yet they agree she is needed at their house. This is sad because the woman heard him, and yet I would find it confusing. I’m glad the daughter asked her mother to help with a recipe at the end....making her mother feel needed.
i know, Joe, like wow. Here I sit at 64 yo old, feeling tired and listless. and honestly if i can be up front for a moment, don't really care if i stay or go. it's not like i'm trying to go, but rather am looking forward to the next chapter. no children to take me in, so maybe i'll go help others in hopes of finding other ppl to be by my side in later years.
I'm my early 40s and I have no children. I'm already starting to worry about what will become of me in the future. Looks like you wrote this comment about 5 years ago. I'm not sure if you'll ever see this comment, but I hope you're doing well and that things have gotten better for you. 💜
The film addresses well the problems of aging for a married couple who have no interests in common and are stuck spending days together in oblivion. The part about the elderly lady not being suitable for employment was particularly disturbing since it is assumed that older adults are not employable.
Honestly these videos are raw and true. It's gotta make u think and appreciate yr loved ones around u, including yr own life we're not promised tomorrow. ❤
Jimmy felt useless after retirement; he only felt valued for the job he was paid for. Too bad he never found pleasure in other interests or his family. "Suddenly so many years are gone" is right. We all know we're aging, but it also sneaks up. When I turned 60, I thought "Holy shit! Where did the last 20 years go?" Nearly three years later, I'm coming to grips with it. My husband and I are still working, but are looking forward to retirement. We plan to travel, volunteer, and engage in our hobbies. I pray we will have time to enjoy it, and then die together, preferably after a night of amazing, heart-attack sex. :- )
Texas3Step It just creeps up on us, doesn’t it? For what it’s worth, your way of leaving this life seems like an amazing way to go. One I’m sure you’ll be granted.✨✌🏼
My mother is 76, since her grand sister's husband died they live together. Then the minor sister died, and the last sister came to live with the other two. Big house, big garden, a lake with fishes. No more men in their lives, a shy maid helps them. But thei are not happy. Mom doesn't want to go out, doesn't see granddaughter, she only thinks about things to pay every month, and letters arriving....very sad, since she was so caring and talkative. For me, going there five minutes becomes a two hours tour into their young lifes, discovering truths that I was not allowed to know when younger. It's strange, but they are teaching me what is getting old, and I was sure I would have had to teach them....
That middle-aged lady having another baby way back then would have been a cause for worry. I remember speaking to a neighbor lady who was my mother's age, born in the mid-1920s, and she related how ashamed she was when she became pregnant at age 40. She dyed her gray hair so she wouldn't look so old at her prenatal clinic visits
I also cared for my father. He had alot of complex issues and whilst I dearly love him, his needs absorbed much of my waking hours. My husband said he and our sons had lost me to his full time care. When Dad returned to his home town after 3 days later my sister placed him in a nursing home that he said he really enjoys. I'm alive again!!!
@@delfisky3012 Hi, wow, it must be a different kind of home than a typical nursing home in the US because here they are olny dismal places to die. The average person last two years at most. So glad your Dad has a good one and you have the time for your sons and husband.
@@carolbell8008 oh it's wonderful. Please take a look at it on UA-cam it's called LDK seniors living Tuggeranong ACT. Dad said the food is great but not as good as here. Because of covid the hospital staff come to see him in his apartment 2 X day. The staff are gentle caring, mostly from Nepal. 😀
Less challenging these days, with almost all the prevention strategies forgotten., a new “best guess” inoculation program untested in the field...communities vaguely remembering previous drills. It will come, and we WILL be unprepared. I learned at my Grandmother’s knee, who lived through it all . She taught me food gardening, keeping chickens, bees, ducks, pigs, lambs, and cows, wild herb and mushroom identifications and useful preparations in the still room, and proper drying of medicinals before storing in, air-tight clay jars with odd words and markings on them. We were self sufficient, selling orchard fruits in season, and canning or freezing the rest. I learned to cook, to prepare meat for eating, to bake bread and biscuits daily...I slopped the hogs and turned them out to graze. I moved the chicken coup to fresh land, and fed the chooks...then I gave the cows fodder, milked them...and put them out to pasture (they provided all the milk, cream, and butter I separated and churned. Between the milk and butter and the eggs, Gram sold the excess, and we had food to see us through. We bought only flour, sugar, patent medicines, molasses and golden syrup, and bandaids. We raised sheep, and every year there were orphans as their mothers forgot about them and they were left defenceless. We fed the orphan lambs. And kept them alive. Through good food management we learned to survive in polarizing and isolationist times. Too few even know how to cook today let alone minister to most physical ailments, prepared from their gardens. Occasionally I worry about the future of humankind...but I also teach these young people basic skills, like knots, making rag paper, sewing the majority of our clothing, and cutting down to aprons and tea towels once the garment was past wearing. We boiled linens and laundry, hanging it out to dry. We even learned how to make shoes of a sort, and to waste nothing. The discovery of polio vaccine changed some important things...every year when school resumed a few more of my school mates weren’t there, they were in iron lungs, or trying to master crutches. I was among the first mass school inoculations, and the results were dramatic to say the least. We were in no danger of polio season out on the farm, but the cities were swamped until the vaccine. It was like someone flipped a switch and turned polio off all at once. I know a lot of the homesteaders tricks, as my Grandparents moved to the B.C. Interior on the shores of Okanagan Lake, where I lived my formative years with them...learning to cook over fire, learn what was safe to eat, make toys from buttons and string, or whittled animals, or wooden matches elastic bands, and wooden thread spools. We made cleaning supplies, hair and skin products, glue, and ink, as well as shoe blacking and glove conditioner. We even made fire and water retardant liquids that were painted on canvas tents...and metal polish. Recipes were all in the still room book, added to by each generation. We brewed beer, and wine...my Granther did the white lightening with his friends. If we lost all of today’s conveniences...I know enough to survive, but so many who stockpile food, and strategically place rifles and ammunition are lacking the most basic survival skills. Let’s hope when disaster does strike, the young and inexperienced will choose to listen to the painfully collected wisdom of their Ancestors. That will give them a chance at least. We even made incense pastilles to burn on lit coal and drive out the noxious sick room air and smells. There were natural antibiotics in some of the resins and oils, and if they didn’t help much, they made being in the room bearable at the very least. 🖤🇨🇦
Tamara James What a full, wonderful life you have had. You are right to treasure our Elders. I bet you loved them fiercely too. I agree with you that a time is coming soon when people will need these skills to survive. You refer to the "still room book" - first of all, what is a still room? and secondly, what happened to that book??? lol :) Millions of us would love to read it! God bless, take care!
cattycorner thank you, it has been a good life for the most part, and I adored my Grandparents. The still room was where Gran would brew up herbal medicines of different types, some alcohol tinctures, some infused vinegars. There were recipes for little round pills of different sorts and ointments. Jars of dried herbs were a constant. She made beer and wine in there as well. My Aunt had the book, and after her it came to me. I have a Niece who will receive it in her turn. It is really a book of useful recipes, with commentary on how well they worked, or suggestions for possible improvement. Mostly it shows how my family dealt with normal problems before everything was premade and packaged. You didn’t just go buy most things. I still use many of those remedies today because they work, and are easier on the system. Thanks for your interest.🖤🇨🇦
I am 62 and have all of my hair . It is turning gray now and I am feeling my age . I shake when I am awakened from a sleep . I stay awake to long hrs of the night . I think to my self when I am going to die or who of my siblings going to die first . I dont want to hear who . I want to be the first . I am not really missed by my siblings I dont get calls from any of them . I have not seen my dad in 45 years sense I left home . I have seen my two brothers here a while back . But that was it . Now I feel like this guy just waiting to die . I pray to GOD to end my life . I dont have anything to live for .
@@SolSkinn Thanks . I lived in a harch enviroment and uneducated . I been homeless sense I was 13 years old . I been beaten , Sexualy abused . I am not much a man . I fell that life for me had ended a long time ago . So I am just waiting for GOD to take me or to end my wasted life . I dont even care if I end up in hell .
😥 what happens now??? There is no family...dying slowly everyday...only 65 BUT no one to care for and no one that cares. Isolated with only memories of good and bad. This is my story and countless others . What's next is death and I'm looking forward to it.
go out, visit your friends, hug them, plant a garden... stay away from your tv and the stupid lying news.. watch old johnny carson shows, focus on the positive.. don't let the negative global energy take you down - this is the great awakening.
I hope you’re feeling better, but if not, be nice to yourself. If you’re alive, your life’s not over. Start off slow. Do one kind thing for another person each day. Pray to God. Don’t believe? Try reading the Psalms in the Bible. They’re beautiful poetry. Volunteer. Send a greeting card, or email, or encouraging comment to another. Enjoy nature, even if only through a window or through pictures.
A pet might help you. You get to take care of them and go outside more. I used to have a dog, but I couldn’t keep up with a dog anymore so after she passed I got a cat. I taught her to walk on a harness and leash, she’s very nice.
Should have invited grandma to the costume party. You never know, she may have been a blast! Or, at least involve her if she considers it undignified for a woman of her age to don a costume. She needn’t stay and pretend to be 15 again. She can prepare foods, beverages, serve the young folks. Thank them for coming as they depart. My grandma would have thrown together a costume and brought out the treats dressed in costume. She would have busied herself nearby in case more was needed. She’d have seen the guests to the door and offered to help clean up. Of course we wouldn’t have allowed that. She was not a burden in the house or unwelcome.
Gosh, this is depressing! It's not the topic. It's the dark film-not just a question of exposure, but so often putting the actors in shadow-, and the flat and irritated delivery of lines.
Did you graduate yet? I hope you’re helping people live their best lives possible! Good luck! Love & Light from Miami Shores🦚 Stay safe mate✌🏼🌎 Have a care for one another🫧🖤
I once was young and thought time would somehow stop for me. I am a grandmother now and seeing my grandchildren grow reminds me that time stops for no one.
Y this happn ?
@@jamesthokcha4299Because the Earth keeps spinning, the sun goes down every night and comes back up again, thus we are a part of that.
I’m sorry, I’m not sure whether to laugh or cry.
Sheesh!
Death and taxes, man!
Love & Light from Miami Shores🦚
Stay safe mate✌🏼🌎
Have a care for one another🫧🖤
I thought the same thing
I am 64 years old now. I retired 2 years ago. I reside in Montana and life is good. I would NEVER return to work even though I did love my job. I love retirement even better. Before Covid-19, I would travel. I spend my time doing whatever makes me happy. I love shopping, decorating for holidays, gardening, playing Scrabble with a worthy opponent and of course, I love the internet. I am physically fit. I work out and I am in excellent health. I still dance and do things that I did when I was in my 30s. I am a grandmother. Our oldest child is 46 and our youngest child is 21. I feel so blessed that I wake up each morning and can do whatever it is that I want to do and I am not on anyone's clock. THIS IS MY TIME and I' going to LIVE IT UP!!! My classmates are dropping like flies, but I am still here. Take real good care of yourself. It does pay off.
I really enjoyed reading this...thankyou!
I just turned 62 and yes I too thought I would never get old. Getting old is depressing and a little scary. You know everything physically starts to go. Hopes, dreams opportunities all in the review mirror. Luckily I have family and my faith in God. Aging is hard, prepare yourself in youth. It will come fast. Remember also, many never make it to old age.
It is, but enjoy u and yr surroundings at all costs. Love everything around u and live life like yr 25. Age is only a number and it does creep up on our bodies but it's up to us to live our lives happy and stay happy. Take care Hun.🌼🌺
My Grandmother was the matriarch. She was sweet like this lady. She was truly a "Grand"mother. Whatever you do to or for your parents will come back to you, you will reap what you sow.
Depressing. Once you watch your age mates dropping dead around you, you realize that all those trials and tribulations and those hassles and efforts you went through all those years, suddenly, in an instant...are of no consequence.
Joe Kaye Imagine your whole life is that way. It has been for the greater part of mine
I’ve thought about this fact since childhood.
I am almost 75 and have three grown children ages 53, 52 and 38. My mother passed away July 8, 2022 at almost 101 years of age. I miss her every day and in every way. She and I were very close all of my life and I am so grateful to have had her for nearly 74 years of my life. My mother was the most wonderful person I have ever known.
very well lived sorry covid
I was forced into retirement at a young age 42, because of disability, I was a PO. and it hasn't been easy since, I'm used to working but then in a blink of an eye it was taken away, I still have dreams that I am still on the job but then I wake up and sometimes to tears. it wears on the mind after awhile, I know how Jimmy felt. I admit I fear growing old.
Same. Hope you’re well 🙏
@@majorpayne5289 Thank You, I'm Hangen in there.
The son in-law asked his wife (at the party, but in the bedroom while the baby is being fed) if her mother could find a room somewhere else.....and yet they agree she is needed at their house. This is sad because the woman heard him, and yet I would find it confusing. I’m glad the daughter asked her mother to help with a recipe at the end....making her mother feel needed.
i know, Joe, like wow. Here I sit at 64 yo old, feeling tired and listless. and honestly if i can be up front for a moment, don't really care if i stay or go. it's not like i'm trying to go, but rather am looking forward to the next chapter. no children to take me in, so maybe i'll go help others in hopes of finding other ppl to be by my side in later years.
laurel1066@gmail.com I will be your friend, Patti Beth, I am Laurel Leigh from Las Vegas, Nevada
@@loreleiletslivetogether3767 ok we can't have enough good friends..
padort@gmail.com
I'm my early 40s and I have no children. I'm already starting to worry about what will become of me in the future. Looks like you wrote this comment about 5 years ago. I'm not sure if you'll ever see this comment, but I hope you're doing well and that things have gotten better for you. 💜
This is a great piece of film.
The film addresses well the problems of aging for a married couple who have no interests in common and are stuck spending days together in oblivion. The part about the elderly lady not being suitable for employment was particularly disturbing since it is assumed that older adults are not employable.
"stuck spending days together in oblivion"
Oh? Try starting over with a job at 61. Hundreds of resumes, three responses by “no reply” email.
Very sad as she seems to be still in good health, he could be depressed.
Honestly these videos are raw and true. It's gotta make u think and appreciate yr loved ones around u, including yr own life we're not promised tomorrow. ❤
Jimmy felt useless after retirement; he only felt valued for the job he was paid for. Too bad he never found pleasure in other interests or his family. "Suddenly so many years are gone" is right. We all know we're aging, but it also sneaks up. When I turned 60, I thought "Holy shit! Where did the last 20 years go?" Nearly three years later, I'm coming to grips with it. My husband and I are still working, but are looking forward to retirement. We plan to travel, volunteer, and engage in our hobbies. I pray we will have time to enjoy it, and then die together, preferably after a night of amazing, heart-attack sex. :- )
I wanna die that way too.
Texas3Step It just creeps up on us, doesn’t it? For what it’s worth, your way of leaving this life seems like an amazing way to go. One I’m sure you’ll be granted.✨✌🏼
LOL....I couldn't agree with you more....
am I the only one that cried :(
Barry Donovan No, you aren't the only one
My mother is 76, since her grand sister's husband died they live together. Then the minor sister died, and the last sister came to live with the other two. Big house, big garden, a lake with fishes. No more men in their lives, a shy maid helps them. But thei are not happy. Mom doesn't want to go out, doesn't see granddaughter, she only thinks about things to pay every month, and letters arriving....very sad, since she was so caring and talkative. For me, going there five minutes becomes a two hours tour into their young lifes, discovering truths that I was not allowed to know when younger. It's strange, but they are teaching me what is getting old, and I was sure I would have had to teach them....
That middle-aged lady having another baby way back then would have been a cause for worry. I remember speaking to a neighbor lady who was my mother's age, born in the mid-1920s, and she related how ashamed she was when she became pregnant at age 40. She dyed her gray hair so she wouldn't look so old at her prenatal clinic visits
a grandchild's kiss & you feel blessed - age for a brief moment disappears 🌺
I took care of my parents with my husband, they passed then he passed now I an suddenly old, but feel like I am still young.
I feel for you...i wish some things would never change.
I also cared for my father. He had alot of complex issues and whilst I dearly love him, his needs absorbed much of my waking hours. My husband said he and our sons had lost me to his full time care. When Dad returned to his home town after 3 days later my sister placed him in a nursing home that he said he really enjoys. I'm alive again!!!
@@delfisky3012 Hi, wow, it must be a different kind of home than a typical nursing home in the US because here they are olny dismal places to die. The average person last two years at most. So glad your Dad has a good one and you have the time for your sons and husband.
@@michaelriley2 Hi, yeah, time has passed by very quickly and before you realize it one is old.
@@carolbell8008 oh it's wonderful. Please take a look at it on UA-cam it's called LDK seniors living Tuggeranong ACT. Dad said the food is great but not as good as here. Because of covid the hospital staff come to see him in his apartment 2 X day. The staff are gentle caring, mostly from Nepal. 😀
She should have put the firecracker under his chair that would have been funny lol
It's weird to me that I'm only 47 and this couple is probably younger than my great grandparents who were born in the 1870s and 1880s.
WOW! Almost like "Willie Loman" in "Death of a Salesman" (but without the suicide.)
Yes it is.
Also love that play also!
Less challenging these days, with almost all the prevention strategies forgotten., a new “best guess” inoculation program untested in the field...communities vaguely remembering previous drills. It will come, and we WILL be unprepared.
I learned at my Grandmother’s knee, who lived through it all . She taught me food gardening, keeping chickens, bees, ducks, pigs, lambs, and cows, wild herb and mushroom identifications and useful preparations in the still room, and proper drying of medicinals before storing in, air-tight clay jars with odd words and markings on them.
We were self sufficient, selling orchard fruits in season, and canning or freezing the rest. I learned to cook, to prepare meat for eating, to bake bread and biscuits daily...I slopped the hogs and turned them out to graze. I moved the chicken coup to fresh land, and fed the chooks...then I gave the cows fodder, milked them...and put them out to pasture (they provided all the milk, cream, and butter I separated and churned. Between the milk and butter and the eggs, Gram sold the excess, and we had food to see us through. We bought only flour, sugar, patent medicines, molasses and golden syrup, and bandaids.
We raised sheep, and every year there were orphans as their mothers forgot about them and they were left defenceless. We fed the orphan lambs. And kept them alive. Through good food management we learned to survive in polarizing and isolationist times.
Too few even know how to cook today let alone minister to most physical ailments, prepared from their gardens. Occasionally I worry about the future of humankind...but I also teach these young people basic skills, like knots, making rag paper, sewing the majority of our clothing, and cutting down to aprons and tea towels once the garment was past wearing. We boiled linens and laundry, hanging it out to dry. We even learned how to make shoes of a sort, and to waste nothing.
The discovery of polio vaccine changed some important things...every year when school resumed a few more of my school mates weren’t there, they were in iron lungs, or trying to master crutches. I was among the first mass school inoculations, and the results were dramatic to say the least. We were in no danger of polio season out on the farm, but the cities were swamped until the vaccine. It was like someone flipped a switch and turned polio off all at once.
I know a lot of the homesteaders tricks, as my Grandparents moved to the B.C. Interior on the shores of Okanagan Lake, where I lived my formative years with them...learning to cook over fire, learn what was safe to eat, make toys from buttons and string, or whittled animals, or wooden matches elastic bands, and wooden thread spools. We made cleaning supplies, hair and skin products, glue, and ink, as well as shoe blacking and glove conditioner. We even made fire and water retardant liquids that were painted on canvas tents...and metal polish. Recipes were all in the still room book, added to by each generation.
We brewed beer, and wine...my Granther did the white lightening with his friends. If we lost all of today’s conveniences...I know enough to survive, but so many who stockpile food, and strategically place rifles and ammunition are lacking the most basic survival skills. Let’s hope when disaster does strike, the young and inexperienced will choose to listen to the painfully collected wisdom of their Ancestors. That will give them a chance at least.
We even made incense pastilles to burn on lit coal and drive out the noxious sick room air and smells. There were natural antibiotics in some of the resins and oils, and if they didn’t help much, they made being in the room bearable at the very least. 🖤🇨🇦
Tamara James What a full, wonderful life you have had. You are right to treasure our Elders. I bet you loved them fiercely too. I agree with you that a time is coming soon when people will need these skills to survive. You refer to the "still room book" - first of all, what is a still room? and secondly, what happened to that book??? lol :) Millions of us would love to read it! God bless, take care!
cattycorner thank you, it has been a good life for the most part, and I adored my Grandparents. The still room was where Gran would brew up herbal medicines of different types, some alcohol tinctures, some infused vinegars. There were recipes for little round pills of different sorts and ointments. Jars of dried herbs were a constant. She made beer and wine in there as well. My Aunt had the book, and after her it came to me. I have a Niece who will receive it in her turn. It is really a book of useful recipes, with commentary on how well they worked, or suggestions for possible improvement. Mostly it shows how my family dealt with normal problems before everything was premade and packaged. You didn’t just go buy most things. I still use many of those remedies today because they work, and are easier on the system. Thanks for your interest.🖤🇨🇦
When the SHTF, you can sell your knowledge to the younger people, if not for actual money, then for your upkeep and maintenance!
@@mariekatherine5238 I would freely share what I know. Some things are more important than money.🖤🇨🇦
I am 62 and have all of my hair . It is turning gray now and I am feeling my age . I shake when I am awakened from a sleep . I stay awake to long hrs of the night . I think to my self when I am going to die or who of my siblings going to die first . I dont want to hear who . I want to be the first . I am not really missed by my siblings I dont get calls from any of them . I have not seen my dad in 45 years sense I left home . I have seen my two brothers here a while back . But that was it . Now I feel like this guy just waiting to die . I pray to GOD to end my life . I dont have anything to live for .
Jeff, are you still there? I hope you are ok..
You're too young for those thoughts!
@@SolSkinn Thanks . I lived in a harch enviroment and uneducated . I been homeless sense I was 13 years old . I been beaten , Sexualy abused . I am not much a man . I fell that life for me had ended a long time ago . So I am just waiting for GOD to take me or to end my wasted life . I dont even care if I end up in hell .
Grandma is right about the baby , can't you stop drinking while breast feeding just wean the baby .Grandma should have stayed in her home.
Same stairs in Laurel and Hardy movie. And The Three Stooges short
😥 what happens now??? There is no family...dying slowly everyday...only 65 BUT no one to care for and no one that cares. Isolated with only memories of good and bad. This is my story and countless others . What's next is death and I'm looking forward to it.
65, isn’t that old ❤️
go out, visit your friends, hug them, plant a garden... stay away from your tv and the stupid lying news.. watch old johnny carson shows, focus on the positive..
don't let the negative global energy take you down - this is the great awakening.
I hope you’re feeling better, but if not, be nice to yourself. If you’re alive, your life’s not over. Start off slow. Do one kind thing for another person each day. Pray to God. Don’t believe? Try reading the Psalms in the Bible. They’re beautiful poetry. Volunteer. Send a greeting card, or email, or encouraging comment to another. Enjoy nature, even if only through a window or through pictures.
A pet might help you. You get to take care of them and go outside more. I used to have a dog, but I couldn’t keep up with a dog anymore so after she passed I got a cat. I taught her to walk on a harness and leash, she’s very nice.
Seems like Jimmy needed some help for depression.
Should have invited grandma to the costume party. You never know, she may have been a blast! Or, at least involve her if she considers it undignified for a woman of her age to don a costume. She needn’t stay and pretend to be 15 again. She can prepare foods, beverages, serve the young folks. Thank them for coming as they depart. My grandma would have thrown together a costume and brought out the treats dressed in costume. She would have busied herself nearby in case more was needed. She’d have seen the guests to the door and offered to help clean up. Of course we wouldn’t have allowed that. She was not a burden in the house or unwelcome.
I retired and moved at 62. I thought about getting another job, just something to do.
But I got tired of the smirks when I applied.
Wow, so true unfortunately
She needs a makeover. Lifetime of like zero options.
Gosh, this is depressing! It's not the topic. It's the dark film-not just a question of exposure, but so often putting the actors in shadow-, and the flat and irritated delivery of lines.
Everyone in this video has passed away.
i am a medical student.
Did you graduate yet?
I hope you’re helping people live their best lives possible!
Good luck!
Love & Light from Miami Shores🦚
Stay safe mate✌🏼🌎
Have a care for one another🫧🖤
Man, Jimmy be fucked up bad
starting @13:40 this film perfectly parallels what Libtards are doing to civilization. God bless USA
165 Massey Ferguson hyd
Actually, people used to have house parties. Quite a lot.
@@Moosetta I think he means the men dressed as women.
Did anyone notice that the mom and daughter looked like they made out for a split second