I just read a short story by Jim Martin, a pastor and also a school teacher in Missouri. A great spoof of an elderly guy in a nursing home searching for happiness, The guy turns out to be the King himself. Well you must admit he has to be somewhere (if he ain’t dead!). Our family had one super Elvis fan; Sherry’s Sister Colette was a dedicated fan of the King. Anyway it is a Great short story on Associated content. http://www.associatedcontent.com/article/5497920/tour.html?cat=44
Jim posts some good short stories there. This one is about 700 words.
Who knows what he looks like now, hiding away?
I tried to get my mama to see some of the suitors that showed up at her door after dad died, but she said, “ I had my man son.” So she never remarried. Some folk can live like that, others must have a mate or company if you wish. It is always company they wish, in the years after 70 (Just ask anyone 40 or below, don’t dare ask the folk over 75 if sex is still possible!) Yeah, they keep lying to me too!
Most folk in their senior years can find happiness, if their adult children or other jealous seniors will let them. I have been asked how long should a person wait after the death of a spouse before they start seeing someone? My cute answer is, “The day of the funeral is not a good idea!” But there is no set time. There are some folk, who enjoy running other folks lives, who will never see enough time. The answer is whatever the person concerned feels comfortable with. FORGET THE BUSY BODIES, EVEN THE CHILDREN WHO WANT TO TELL YOU HOW TO SPEND YOUR LIFE!
As a senior we don’t have the luxury of a five year courtship (if you plan to get married). Do what makes your life complete and ignore the snide remarks, they don’t count anyway.
Take care and thanks for coming this way.
Health nuts are going to feel stupid someday,
lying in hospitals, dying of nothing.