As I sit here in my dressing gown and reflect on my life, I think of all the good and bad things that have happened. My life has been a rollercoaster, but I don’t regret any of it. I’ve been lucky enough to grow old, which many of my friends and family have not been able to do. I’ve been lucky enough to get emotional and physical scars and have time to heal them. I’ve been lucky enough to watch my children grow up and have their own children. Despite all the hardships I have faced, I have overall indeed been lucky. 

I am now well into my eighties. I’m living in community nursing based in Adelaide with a group of other elderly people. I really appreciate hearing their stories, learning about their scars and reminiscing about their good times with them. Although I know that I’m nearing the end of my journey and that my final chapter is about to be written; I am content. I’m enjoying spending time with these people who I would have never come across before and I wouldn’t want to change the end of my life in any other way. 

Although I don’t feel like I need tailored care, I understand that my children want me to have the best NDIS support service at my beck and call. They look after me and although I don’t need it, I let them because my life is no longer about me. It is about my children and making them happy. It is about the people who have been a part of my life for so many years. It is about living for the people who can no longer live for themselves. It is about waking up every morning and thanking my lucky stars that I’ve lived the life I needed to live. Truly, I am content with my life and wouldn’t change it for the world.