The thoughts that haunt me may seem foolish to many but they are what worries me at 81. My papers are in order, no children but many nieces and nephews who will receive money (I have not told them), and plans are in place for surviving animals. What haunts me is my beloved gardens will likely be ignored or torn up, and the wild creatures who come to my yard for shelter and food will be neglected and discouraged. Silly, but as an old lady what I care about.