As I Grow Older

My mother is 83 years old, and living in her own house, by herself! Up until now, she has been able to cook for herself, and does light household chores. However, we have also noticed that she starts to walk leaning on to one side, and there is a hunched on her back.

With this issue, we are worrying about her ability to live on her own, and we are concerning about her safety. These pictures below remind me of her, as I watch her growing older.

What Am I?


I didn't have to hunt for pictures, these just jump out to me while I was having a walk around my yard. Can you guess what this is? I don't know why, but it is sad to see the end of living things!

Prime of My Time


Is it beautiful? Even though it only has silky fuzz left, this one vibrant flower is still full of life, but now it has taken the back burner, and quietly living the rest of its life among colorful nature.

Losing a Bit of Myself


This fuzz ball is losing a bit of itself as you can see! It is still graceful, beautiful, and lively! Have you figured out what it is yet? You are about to find out with the next few pictures!

Letting Go Some


You see this fuzz ball everywhere you go, but how many times do you stop and really look at it and admire its beauties? As this fuzz ball get older, it produce a totally different feel and look to it.

Thinning Out


By now, you should have an idea of what this fuzz ball is! This one flower can produce a line of many more generations. Those upside down umbrellas fly away from their own root to make a new life for themselves.

Hold on to Some


One by one, the seed flies off in the wind! This beautiful thing catches my eyes by their shiny white ends. Normally, the colorful flowers are the ones that receive all the attention, but my mind is heavy with the thought of my old mother, and the dilemma of life so this series of pictures became in tune with my feelings.

I Am Still Living


Though this fuzzy ball is becoming weaker as each day comes, it is still a living thing! People's eyes are not drawn to it, and society might stop the "ooh and aah", but it is still beautiful in its very unique way.

What Were Left of Me


Very few seeds left! Growing in the middle of green grass, this left over flower is calling for my attention. It looks sad, and lonely! It looks very vulnerable, and delicate!

Empty Nest


From this angle, I can still see a head full of seeds! I love the brown color in the middle, and the white ends of seeds.

Here I Am


I haven't paid much attention to dandelions before, but these are just exceptionally beautiful to me! If you've guessed these are dandelions, you're right!

We, the children, have all grown and have our own families! We leave our mother behind! She has to tend to herself, and now she needs our help in her old age but her children are all tight up with family responsibilities, and job duties.

Life is sad, and I feel like these dandelions!

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