Dotsie,
My mom died in 1993. But when she was age 89, the neighbors complained; they didn't want her driving. So she quit. It's the saddest thing when that happens. And yes...she became more dependent. I took her grocery shopping and she lived at my house for 6 months at a time. I presently have a friend who's turning 86 years old, next month. She says, "Growing old is NOT for sissies." I say, "Only alternative...is to die young?" [Roll Eyes]

[ May 06, 2005, 02:03 PM: Message edited by: bonnierose333 ]