“Where’s Al?” the ninety-year-old asked her husband who had just then taken her out to dinner. She looked around the restaurant.
“I’m right here,” he answered patiently.
“Oh, I don’t mean you. I mean the man who usually takes care of me.” That was Al, her husband.
Scenes like that happen in daily life, and people ask, “What did I do to deserve this?”
I can’t answer that question, because I’m not the Universal Judge. But I can say, look for help from organizations like Medicare or from your savings, and last but not least, pray for Divine Help.