I have just spent ages reading Sweetthings blog and all the replies and quite frankly I don't know wether to laugh or cry. I posted a reply to Sweetthing, agreeing with what she said. I empathise with her 100%. I think some of the replies she has had were not very nice and I see her, in my opinion, justifying herself at many points raised, totally unneccessary.
This is a lady who cares for her husband every minute of every day. We have all read her blogs and know the way in which her husband treats her and maybe this is the only way sweetthing has of venting her frustration and pent up anger. I am quite sure she doesn't have the time to go out seeing friends and looks to us all here as friends for support. Yes, she had a rant. Yes, she had a good old moan. Who doesn't?
So sweetthing has money. Good on her and hubby for working very hard and saving. But should she be penalised by the government? No she blimmin well shouldn't. She could have spent as she earned and claim it all now but she had the temerity and tenacity to plan ahead and she should be applauded for that. Because saving for your future is exactly that. Future. think about the word and what it actually means. yes, sweetthing could spend her savings on a wetroom and stairlift. She could spend it on whatever. But it won't last forever. It will run out and what then? a lady in her early 70's could easily live another 20 plus years. That is a future. That is what the savings are for. Her husband needs a stairlift. That is not a luxury in my eyes but a necessity to have a quality of life for her husband while he is still able enough to use it. How dare we question an ill persons use of such a thing.
My dad wasn't alive long enough to have a stairlift fitted let alone have the 'luxury' of using it. My dad is dead because of a terrible disease that is wrecking so many lives. My mum and dad had the foresight to save a little of what they could for their twighlight years and for what? They scrimped through their lives, saving hard whilst working 3 jobs at times my dad had, so we could have a caravan holiday in Trecco Bay. And we loved it. But you know what? I wish they spent it on themselves, going away and doing their house up and just having a good time together. Because tomorrow may never come. And for one day it didn't, for dad.
Stop arguing amongst yourselves and live. Live for today and enjoy what you can when you can.