Some of you may remember, from my posts last year, that my mother aged 86 moved down to live with me after a bout of ill health. She was convinced she was at the end of her days as her doctor had told her a heart op would give her "another 10 years" and that was 10 years ago. (Wish doctors wouldn't do that)!
Well, you will be pleased to hear that she decided her time was not yet up! After a few months living with me, feeling much stronger and finding life rather dull, she found herself a flat in the nearest town and moved out again!
She joined the local church, a bridge club, a knitting group, a lunch group...and met a gentleman friend (aged 92) with whom she now spends much of her time travelling on the buses making the most of her free bus pass.
She is very aware of what she eats; she lost a lot of weight some 20 years ago and knows her diet is key to her current good health. She lives amongst people who use zimmer frames and mobility scooters...and knows that what she eats is why she is still able to walk into town every day, with sound knees and hips! She does buy her dark chocolate as she believes that helps to prevent Alzheimers, but only eats a couple of squares a day.
What's more, her devoted friend, who is also slim and lively (for 92), is told he is not to eat the pastry edges when they have a pasty, nor the bread and butter when they have fish and chips....she intends to keep them both fit for as long as it is possible. She is a wonderful example to me of how sensible meal planning and a positive attitude to life can make all the difference!