Forever young

ok, so my wonderful husband at the ripe age of 46 decided that he wanted to try and beat a couple of youth at basketball. I really dont need to tell you how that turned out do I? Yep you got it, he is now hurt. I wonder why we try to hurry and grow up when we are little and then when we are grown up, we are trying to stay young. Makes no sense to me, yet we all do it in some way or another. Then in a flash it is all over, I learned that the hard way last year, now dont get me wrong, I have lost people before and you move on, that is just the way it is right? We are suppose to die, it was that way from the beginning of time. However, I am here to tell you that changes when you lose a child. Our youngest son was killed last year in an aoutmobile accident and everyday it is a struggle to even get out of bed. I know what I need to do, and I know I should do it, but everything inside of me tells me that I just dont care. We still have a beautiful daughter and she is having a harder time than she wants to admit with it, yet we all move on, we all deal with it in our own way. For example, Ken struggles everyday, he tries to hide it more than us, with me and Ash we let you know how we feel, with Ken he tries to be strong and not show his emotions, I am not so sure that is a good thing, but I think that is his way of dealing. I would say that is maybe why he tries to remain young, but I have been married to him for 22 years, belive me he has always been this way. So I guess we go on, trying to be young, or if we are young we want to hurry and grow up. Ash will be 21 next month and I bet she can tell you the hours, days and probably minutes until that day. Ken will be 47 in October, I dont think he has kept up with it......