July 31, 2019. Western Head, Nova Scotia. Ruth and Ruth.

Ruth R. and I had a good week together. We had fun. I had not known her when we were young but we had a good time when she and her husband Sheldon had come with Don and Doreen to visit us at the farm. And again they came to Nova Scotia, again with Don and Doreen. Ruth and I have have many similitaries. We are about the same age. We are widows. We both had long and happy marriages. And we both have financial security. We both have a secure base to build on whatever we will do for the rest of our life. We both agreed that we have an enviable situation. And we are grateful for that. Our differences are obvious. She is petite and thin. I am tall and heavy. We look like both ends of the before and after of the diet program. Our situation as widows was different too. Ken died at 82 after five years with Parkinson's disease. He was fragile and ill the last year of Ken's life while Sheldon appeared to be in the peak of health. Ruth R. was expecting to spend the next years traveling and enjoying the family. But Shelly died suddenly three years ago of a massive heart attack. For Ruth R. the death came totally unexpected. And she suffered. His vessels were almost totally blocked but no one ran the tests that would have known and for that she was bitter. The other difference between us that I had always worked so had a life other than Ken while Ruth R. did not work after her first child was born. Now RuthR. and Ruth D. are at about the same place. We are looking for things to do. Ruth is spunky and smart so I feel that she will have a successful 20 years. She is fit and able to do things. I have limits to my abilities. Now we will try to figure out what we could do together. Our discussions were valuable for both of us and I was delighted she came. So now here we go.