Sunday, March 17, 2019
7:43 p.m.

Oh, boy, sometimes I feel like no one is listening...

No, I'm not about to go off on another rant about being mad at God. I get mad at Him sometimes. It happens. But no, that's not what I mean.

I don't know that I'm entirely sure what I DO mean, though...

Okay, here's the thing. I have time to think, some days, when I'm cooking or whatever it is I do around here. It occurs to me that my parents--who were always quite social--seem to have been forgotten.

Yes, it's true that they are in their 80s now, incredible as that seems, and so they have lost friends in the past few years. But they have others, still. And I find myself wishing that the phone would ring, or someone would just come to the door.

That's it. I wish someone would remember to visit--here or on the phone. I wish someone would remember to ask them out sometimes. A movie, a lunch date, even pie and a cup of coffee.

I'm here with them nearly every single day--they must get tired of me sometimes and want to see other people!

I have suggested the Senior Center, but can't seem to convince them to go. They feel like they don't know a lot of people anymore. I feel like they need to meet some new ones if that's the case.

When I'm at home, I am pretty likely to just walk out the door, catch a bus and go wherever I like. I don't mind going alone--I'm anti-social that way. Ha ha! I talk to whomever I wish and do as I want, and answer to no one.

Here--not so much. No bus. Not many places to go. And I really, really need to take the time to get a driver's license! I don't need one in Denver--I haven't had a car for over a decade and I've never missed a thing about driving! But this place is a different scenario altogether.

I reckon if I was driving, I could push them out the door more often to go out and do things. But in the meantime, I am very disappointed that no one seems to remember to include them.

They're still here!!!

Okay, winter is hard, I know. No one really wants to go out that much when it's cold. But, Spring is coming.

I need to get them back out and involved. Someone please suggest to me how I can do that!
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Once upon a time, I got married. And I was married for a while, and together for a while before that. And I think today might actually be an anniversary. I don't know how to feel about the fact that I can't really remember for sure...

Wow. That's kind of sad.

Except I don't even feel sad, except for the memory loss issue. Hmm...

I might have to look this up. Somewhere.

Meh. Whatever.
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Molly has been having issues with the time change. She believes she should be allowed a nap right about now, and then stay up and play all night.

No, not a toddler. A Chihuahua.

Oh, right. Same difference.

Anyway, she needs cuddles and I'm typing one handed--not well, I might add. So I'm going to take her downstairs to play and tire herself out.

Good night!