Happy Birthday Helen

It’s Helen’s birthday today. Happy Birthday Helen !!! You’re the best. I know, who in the hell is Helen you ask. In short she is the neatest old lady that lives next door to me and I help her so that she can continue living there instead of going to a care center as she wants to die in her home.

Helen is the kind of woman every man wishes he had. She worked very hard most of her life and was very poor, and now her body is worn out, can’t walk very far, but she is the sweetest lady with the best sense of humor and the most supporting woman I’ve ever known. Too bad she is eighty-four and as old as half the rocks out there.

She has lived in the same little home since 1946 and she loves that little place even though most other woman (in America) wouldn’t want it. They wouldn’t, most women want way too much and are never really happy with what they have. That little house has three lights, cold water only, minimum furniture, a radio, a wood-burning kitchen stove, and not much of anything else. Interestingly she is the sweetest, most well adjusted and happiest woman I know. There isn’t a sour bone in her body even though she endured many hardships over the years and was married for fifty-two years to an asshole that treated her like shit. Don’t ask me why she put up with him, I don’t know. Well I know some of it but that is another story.

Again, Happy Birthday Helen, you’re the cream of the crop on this planet and I couldn’t have a better friend and neighbor. I love you and so does the universe. BBC