Aged Aunt was very run down and not happy with the decline in her health and her inability to live her life as she wished. She said to me one Friday when I was visiting her "I'm going to have to go into a Home, aren't I?" I replied it might be for the best, for a while anyway. I asked which place she would prefer of the local choices and she suggested one. I said I would help make the arrangements. She said "Don't do anything until after the weekend please", but said it was OK if I checked that a place was available, which I did.
Her carer found her dead in bed on the Monday morning. Heart attack.
I am expecting to die when I am 82. I have thought that for many years. There is no particular reason. I just have no concept of my life after that age. If I am still on here in 5 years time, you can remind me what I have said today and tell me how wrong I was.
Anyway, in case my feeling is correct, I have been reading the books I never got round to reading, disposing of those I will never want to read again and sorting through my Music collection. I have reminded my daughters that my husband's grave is a double depth with the top layer available for a second coffin or ashes. (Up to them).
I am also trying to get my will updated. Not easy as three of our four local Solicitors have closed in recent years. The remaining firm, which my family has used for the past 60 years or so, put me on the waiting list to see their Will writer in February, with a warning I might not get an appointment until April. I rang them last week. They have been taken over by a "Corporate". The fees have been more than doubled since I spoke to them in February. I fear the friendly, helpful, personal service I used to receive will not be the same.