survival of the fittest

i have just been on the phone to a friend of mine who i used to work with in London years ago, we both worked for an important bank of stature! We were very busy, responsible and on the go ladies! Working hard, having fun where we could, before we got married.

My friend is widdowed and i am divorced and now we both face not so pleasant health problems, she has breast cancer and i have advanced glaucoma and losing my eye sight. We both once independent ladies, always on the go and helping others are now in a position of needing help ourselves and no we dont like it.

It is not nice to be talked about on the negotiation table as to who is going to help us and whose turn it is now. It is not nice to be compromised and of course left out of a load of stuff because we cant cope with it one way of the other. We will get left behind for sure as our conditions are debilitating and tiring to say the least. My friend is on chemo and i am struggling to see to do everything and it is so tiring, if not scarey and pretty miserable experience.

How would we deal with people like ourselves? would we be empathetic and caring, would we think about that person in their lonelyness and and health issue. Our generation seemed to have more of a family conern about it than todays fast paced people, who have to be busy 24 7 and being very important and doing stuff all the time. lets stick them in a home we hear. thats the best place for them, whilst we get on with our lives and that is fair dos isnt it.

As a wilting flower that grows old and dies and tumbles to the earth we are left and nutured to what is needed as the younger models work their way up through life taking the best they can from it whilst they have the energy and lifeforce within them.

i have had a busy and often stressful life with the blows that have been dealt unexpectedly to me and now this eye thing and my poor friend… not so long ago we were meeting in London every year after our retirement for a catch up and we were ok and little did we know that this would happen to us.

Life is cruel, there are no whys nor wherefores to health and conditions that we have to endure not the nature of other people we encounter.

i only every wanted to be happily married with a kind caring husband and some children and grandchildren around and do the simple things in life that you can enjoy, like my parents did in their day… but a different card was dealt for sure

i hope i can find some semblance of peace and have a bit of company before my clogs are truly popped….

Whatever you say, life is a game of survival for all living beings and isnt it sad when before your time you become one of those old plants that is kept watering in the vain hope that it will gain momentum again one day but in your heart you know it never will….

Author: Rosy

I became interested in poetry about a year ago and try to write about things from my heart that are associated with events in my life or events going on in the World at large or closer to home. I am a visual artist and still am to a certain extent having exhibited some of my work as a visually impaired artist using sponges to paint. I have lost most of my eyesight in recent years to advanced glaucoma and my vision is now very limited I am finding my creativity now evolving in writing poetry and hope to publish my own book of verse in the future. I have a blog page on Wordpress where I share my poetry, art, photography, thoughts and favourite quotes and prayers at

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