They weren't complainers. I wish they had let me in on what a physical pain in the ass old age really is.
“..They weren’t complainers...”
No, they weren’t... you got that right, friend. They sucked it up, whatever life handed them, and made the best - AND THE MOST - of the time God gave them.
I can sit here and say that I don’t ever remember mom and dad fighting over money even when there was damned little of it. And there was ALWAYS damned little of it, with the old man being disabled.
They worked together, ran the household, and managed to raise three kids, and still found time to love and BE in love with - each other, despite all of their hardships.