December 24, 2012

George invited us to brunch at the Givens Estates, a luxurious retirement community. Despite the luxury, I found it depressing, horrifying. Spent energy wondering how to avoid such a place. The two obvious ways-- die before you need it or maintain good health to the very end– depend on very undependable good luck. This time everything was pleasant. I felt the same about the place my father ended up– no complaints to be made, altogether admirable, altogether horrifying. George is a cultured man surrounded by books and art. One moves forward into palpable void.