It’s been two years since I wrote about three amazing older women in my life. Here’s an update:
Aunt Ruth will be 104 next month. Sadly, she is now bedridden, and I keep in touch with her via old-fashioned letters, because I don’t want to telephone her and reach her at a bad time. But she dictates answers through her sons, and she still remembers our birthdays and anniversaries.
My half-sister Florence, whom I met for the first time seventeen years ago, turned 99 in December. She has sold her apartment in Queens, N.Y. where she raised her family and is in Florida for the winter. In the spring, she will move to be near her daughter, but will still have her own apartment.
And Esther, my friend Tina’s mom, who is now 94 continues to amaze everyone. She had more shopping energy than her daughter during Tina’s visit to her last month. When I saw her last summer, she was gracious and funny and sharp. She never complains and offers good advice only when asked. She is my role model.
I love having these extraordinary women in my life.