The Sweet Husband

Age is just a number

First let me tell you that the things that happen to me, could only happen to me, not anybody else in the whole blue eyed world. Helpful Hannah, that's ME. Have to go to the grocery store, go by and check with the older little lady neighbors, see if they need anything, that's me.

Lady lives a few houses down, love her and her husband to death, shes 85 or 86 he's 91. Sweetest people in the world. Have a beautiful back yard they used to keep all themselves, but now have a young man that comes in and does all the work for them.

I walk over this morning to see if they need me to pick up anything for them at HEB, she is visibly irritated, offers me a cup of coffee, so I take it, just in case she needs to talk, and see if there is anything I can do. As we go out in the back yard I ask if her husband is feeling well, and she says no, he's gone senile. I mean, he's 91??? I said, I'm sorry, it's tough when we get older. She says , he keeps going to the window, looking out here and asking me if I want to have sex.

Well, apparently I CAN be speechless. You know when you get that feeling like you are a fish, just opening and closing your mouth and saying uh uh, uh, That was me also. Finally I said, well, I need to get on to the store, I hope he feels better soon. Walked back into the house, set my coffee cup down, and OMG he walks into the kitchen and said where's my sweetheart?

I choked out she's outside. He said I keep asking her if she wants a deck out there but it just makes her mad, so we will just have to enjoy the view from in here.

I came damn near collapsing in their kitchen. I had to go home, I could not have made it to the store