After decades of chronic pain and surgeries and the usual experiences aging brings to us, this past winter seemed to go on forever. Keeping up with home maintenance is beginning to overwhelm me. Helping my 96 yo mother through her aging who isn't always cooperative, I feel like quitting everything. For the first time I see leaving this world isn't far off. Facing things that suck and not improving is just the way it works. Every time I bump into an old acquaintance we have the same stories. Pain and medical stuff. I think I've found accepting a lousy life is better when it's warmer, sunnier and I'm somewhere away from my TV and house. I'm fortunate that I have a place that relieves the head stuff. It's a place called Longwwod Gardens. They have mobility scooters there and it's heaven on earth. That's the distraction that makes everything okay for a few hours. I see a lot of other older, limping, worn down folks there that enjoy a chat about good things like kids and how the grandchildren are doing good things. Good luck finding something.