FOWC with Fandango: Challenge

Renovation 19.10 (4)

Life is one big challenge. I wonder if we would miss it when there would be no challenges. Last Summer was lost. We were incarcerated in scaffolding whilst our building got a face lift. There was no sitting outside on the porch, because we almost had not porch.

2-3 years ago I was challenged by discovering I had MS, although had probably spent the past 30 years of my life with it and not being diagnosed. Perhaps it was better that way, I did not have the worry to go with it. Now being 72 years old, I am passed worrying and take it as it comes. I have a wheelchair: no challenge, just a transport method.

I got a grandson, thanks to No. 2 son. I am now a grandmother.

And I am still bogging, writing my daily stuff. I would say in this context that I need it. Of course I have my interests, photography, nature, and reading, but I have my routine. I write because I enjoy writing. Of course I have some friends, but I only see them now and again and let’s face it. I am not getting younger and neither are they and now and again I notice that there is one less friend: the shadow side of life. But I continue because I need the daily challenges.

We have put men on the moon in my lifetime, even wiped out a few chronic illnesses, although there are still some to conquer. We have invented the computer. Where would we be without Facebook. At least we can complain about it.

My next challenge is to prepare the evening meal and finish writing this challenge.

Basket Ball Estate 17.10.2018

FOWC with Fandango

5 thoughts on “FOWC with Fandango: Challenge

  1. Look how far we have come — and then, let’s look at how far we have NOT come! I think it was just about 100 years ago that President Theodore Roosevelt (cousin of the more recent FDR) decided to take on “Standard Oil.” He passed laws, took them to court and won … and you know what? Standard Oil completely ignored him and are still in business today, only now they are called Exxon.

    My mother was born in 1910 and died in 1982. She saw WW1 and WW2 and Korea and the Holocaust and she never believed a single word any politician said. While she acknowledged technological changes, she was sure the profits would all go to the same multi-millionaires — now billionaires as they always have. And people wonder why I’m cynical.

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  2. I am with you all the way. My parents just carried on, they were never politically minded. they were working class and although now and again my dad changed his opinion a little he was still basically left wing.

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