People talk about the good old days and groan about growing older. But I remember those days of juggling multiple jobs to stay afloat financially. Trying to keep the kids straight while trying to give them a good life in bad times was stressful.
Those days left me no time for classes or studying or doing anything what I wanted to do. Life was all about pleasing, supporting someone else; responsibilities, heavy weights on my shoulders not always with happy results. No more walking the beam; I’ll take the aging with the benefits of easier living, less responsibility and lots of time to indulge my passions.