Sunday, April 15, 2018
Mrs. R.
She was wiry and at least 100 years old when I was in grade two. She wanted to be a dancer, but her parents insisted she teach instead. She retired a legend, looking forward to quiet years with her husband. Instead, at two hundred, she is raising two FASD-affected grandchildren for her daughter.
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I admire centenarians who have this kind of energy. I hope she's enjoying her unquiet years.
ReplyDeleteIt certainly isn't the life she planned for herself.
DeleteSo sad. Do affected children ever overcome it?
ReplyDeleteI'm not sure how affected her grandchildren are. It's a spectrum disorder, but it will be with them for life.
DeleteOh, that's really sad. And I remember the days when the work options suggested for girls were primarily teacher or nurse. So many dreams were lost. And now, her dreams for retirement too.
ReplyDeleteYup.
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