Lera Mae Wynn

Age: 16

Thoughts from Lera Mae, at age 84.

I'M GETTING OLD

I remember how, when not so long ago, that I picked cotton, cut wood and washed clothes on a rub board. I was blessed with eight children, and raised seven of them to be grown. Five of them were boys, Oh My! They were sweet, so were my girls, and I still kept doing anything I wanted to. I spaded up garden plots and grew tomatoes and peppers. I cut grass with a sling blade, and it didn't seem so bad. I still had time to enjoy my children and as they got older we did things together. They would fold their clothes and rake grass. But now, they are all grown and gone from home and I can't seem to get anything done. No yard work, and I like getting in the dirt. I sew a little when I can get the needle threaded. Either, the eye is too little or the thread is too big. I'll figure that out someday. I do the laundry and wash dishes. I've always had dishpan hands. But worst of all, I can't hear too well, and I forget. The doctor says that goes with aging, but it makes me mad, just real mad at times. I'm thankful that I can still read my Bible and listen to the TV. I know I turn the remote up loud sometimes but I don't read lips, and I need to hear my sermons. Most of all I am thanful I still have my family. They have brought me a lot of happiness, so when I don't hear too well and don't remember like I should, just be patient and please don't scold. Just love me and remember, "I'm getting old".

I love everyone of you Very, Very Much.