I have been popular this last year. Communications by the hundreds have flooded my accounts. People ask how I am doing, what my plans are, if there is anything I need, , what they might be able to do to help me, and how to reach out to them today. Their goal – to prove to me that I cannot move on without them in my life……
I will turn 65 in February of 2024. I qualify for Medicare. Those of you already on the other side of this milestone know that decisions need to be made about my future.
Who can I trust with my resources? Who will provide care for me when needed? Who will be with me for the long haul?
Since I am not ‘Current Resident’,’L Patrick ‘Dee Patrick’, ‘Lidya Patrice’, ‘Bob/ Lydia’, or any of the other last chance options that come my way – these interested parties got NONE of my time or consideration.
Actually, I signed all of the required paperwork well before the last midnight of 2023.
I know who my people are – who loves me for the long haul. The difference between those desperate attempts to become part of my life and those who truly know me… is the end game.
My peeps don’t want to know the numbers, percentages, or benefits. They don’t want to talk about it. They know where the binder is and that it is ready for them when that time comes – all decisions made and notarized. They only ask how long I’ll be here and what they can do to increase THAT total amount of time. They don’t want that time to end, ever. Time together. It’s all that matters to them and to me.
That is what I call long haul, end game, without bias or conditions – liberating love.
~Lydia Patrick
Such a beautiful description of liberating Love. I have my binder ready, too!
We have know families who have not done this and are unwilling to talk about the ‘binder’ and it makes for so much stress and discomfort later on. I think that talking about uncomfortable and sad things sometimes helps the healing begin when there is compassion at the center of the table. Thanks for your kind words.
Love this!!