I think my body shape is turning into that of my mum as I get older (thin legs, but biggish tummy). I look ok in a shift dress with opaque tights, but horrendous in a swimsuit! My mum was exactly the same. She lived until she was in her late nineties and had dementia in the last 6 of 7 years of her life, which as all relatives and friends of dementia patients will know, is devastating. Although I sometimes find myself saying things which my mother may have said (before she had dementia), I try to learn from her mistakes. She sometimes expressed her opinions in too forthright a way and upset people - I try to be more diplomatic if I can. I’m not perfect by any means, but I do try to keep my feelings to myself unless asked. Also, although she wasn’t a wealthy woman, she had disposable income she could have used to enjoy herself - lovely holidays and theatre trips etc which I know she would have relished. Because of her war time mentality (and I’m not criticising her here) she wouldn’t spend money on herself, even though I tried to persuade her too. I try to enjoy having the odd treat (although obviously not really going anywhere at the moment!), saving a little bit as well, even though I’m now retired. Bless her, she was a really lovely mum, very supportive and a very genuine and well-liked person, but I don’t want to be like her in certain respects.