Anything more depressing?

..........than applying for Medicare?  That is what my parents do or did.....when did I come to the age where I get a letter in the mail that says "Have you applied yet/"  So, I guess i have to...but the letter said I can apply different ways......mail, internet or talk to a real live person.  I opted for the last, and got the nicest lady that explained everything to me.....actually alot I knew about because hubby has gone through it already, and explained it to me.....

 

So after about a half hour or so, this nice lady at Medicare puts me through Social Security who goes through more with me....and now I await my card.....which says - yes, you will be 65 years old....but I cant remember when that happened.  It was only yesterday i was changing diapers.....my children's not my grandchildrens.....

so I must admit I am at THAT AGE.....but will not admit I feel THAT AGE.  I am still working, am relatively healthy.....had a few close calls......but everyday I wake up is another great day and instead of lamenting about age, I will be thankful for the years i have lived, the children i have raised, the husband who still cherishes me......and the grandchildren I have been blessed with.....

Life is good....and it all depends on how you look at it.....have a great day!!