Terry and I were privy to attend the 100 birthday party of a lady from our former church whom we have known for 40 years. I realized, at the party on Saturday, that we are now older than Margaret was when we first met her. How did we become the ‘older people?’
The party was held at the retirement center where birthday girl, Margaret, has lived for about 30 years. The retirement center is owned by American Baptist Homes of the West and has just undergone a MAJOR remodel. Whereas the buildings had all been one story, low-slung, very mid-century looking, they are now three and four stories tall and very mediterranean in appearance. The plan was to get all the rebuilding done so as to be ready for the influx of baby boomers who are knocking at the door. That would be Terry and me. I’m not sure we will be able to afford to live there, especially now that the remodel has taken place which just adds to the cost, but I sure would like to when we no longer want to live on our own.
The birthday party was my kind of event. Simple. No lunch or fancy foods were served. No one entertained. No one danced. Cake and punch were served after we sang Happy Birthday.
The granddaughters cut the cake. Unfortunately I was unable to have a piece as the cakes were baked by Costco who uses a preservative in their flour that makes me very sick.
I told Jennifer that when I die, I want to have cake served after the memorial service. Just cake, but very good cake. And while we were discussing the food, I told her I also have a playlist for my memorial service. I am hopeful I can live as long as Margaret, but one never knows when one’s time here is up and it’s time to move on. I want to get things ready.
However, right now, I’m hoping to live as long as Margaret so that my granddaughter can give as wonderful a speech as Margaret’s did.