Golden age

Have you ever imagined yourself when you reach the age of 60s, 70s, 80s? Hello senior citizen cast? Well, it came across my mind zillion times already and in all honesty it scares me. Not the aging part of course because everyone knows that mortal as we are, we get old, get grumpy, get sick and finally rest on our death bed until we seize our last breath. That if you’re lucky to purely die by old age. Now, what really concerns me in being a golden oldie is the elderly care I will be getting if I reach that peak or will I ever get that caring premium in any case. Somehow, it worries me that if I’ll be allowed enough to survive in my 60+ age, will I still have someone from my immediate family then to take care of me? Or will I just end up in nursing home services which something I don’t really consider. I’m a sweet family-homey person and if time comes I’m too aged to split and sissyficate, I would want my own family members to take care the old me in my own crib. Then again, it’s something that I hope the most or rather find a nursing home if left with no other options. Hayyy.. Life..