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What will happen to you when you grow old?

Lately I have been thinking about my Grandparents. I have no idea why.

Sometimes I wonder, what is going to happen to me when I get old. I mean real old. God willing, my wife will be there when I turn 80 years old but what are the odds that she will still be around and physically able to look after both of us?

A wise man once told me that it is once we get old that we will finally appreciate our partners the most. There is some truth to that statement when I see my grandparents. My grandfather is in his mid-90s and my grandmother is a few years younger. Both are ill and spend most of their time these days in bed but one thing for sure the love never ends.

I love my grandparents. They are my role model. To be able to be together for so many years despite many life challenges is something that not all couples can achieve. When I asked them what’s the secret? They always say that it’s all about treating each other with respect and knowing that God knows whatever we do in this world. They might not have luxurious life or million dollars in the bank but they have one thing that matters the most. Love. Priceless advice I would say.

And my heart just sank every time I kissed them before leaving Alor Star. Each time I say goodbye to them, I always hope to be able to see them again in the future. Whatever it is, I will hold on to that advice and God willing, if and when I grow old I hope to be able to be the same as my grandparents and spend my last few years of life with none other than my other half.

So, what do you think? Do you worry about what will happen to you when you grow old? Do you still think money can buy love? Not for me!


  1. aninie February 18, 2010 at 2:50 pm

    mcm sebak lak baca entry ni.

  2. fbo March 2, 2010 at 2:28 am

    When I get older, losing my hair
    Many years from now
    Will you still be sending me a Valentine
    Birthday greetings, bottle of wine?
    If I’d been out till quarter to three
    Would you lock the door?

    Will you still need me, will you still feed me
    When I’m sixty-four?

    You’ll be older too
    And if you say the word
    I could stay with you
    I could be handy, mending a fuse
    When your lights have gone
    You can knit a sweater by the fireside
    Sunday morning, go for a ride
    Doing the garden, digging the weeds
    Who could ask for more?

    Will you still need me, will you still feed me
    When I’m sixty-four?

    Every summer we can rent a cottage in the Isle of Wight
    If it�s not too dear
    We shall scrimp and save!
    Grandchildren on your knee
    Vera, Chuck, and Dave
    Send me a postcard, drop me a line
    Stating point of view
    Indicate precisely what you mean to say;
    Yours sincerely, wasting away!
    Give me your answer, fill in a form
    Mine forevermore

    Will you still need me, will you still feed me
    When I’m sixty-four?

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