My mom has loved the elderly population for as long as I can
remember. At church, she would
often talk to little old ladies about their grandchildren or high blood
pressure with a big smile plastered on her face. My mom would often say that children could connect in neat ways with the elderly. So, she tried to pass this love along to me and my sisters when we were kids by
forcing us into nursing homes.
During our nursing home visits, Alyssa and I listened to the same
stories over and over again, learned to knit, and sang hymns or nursery
rhymes.
My mom was successful in sensitizing us. Alyssa and I both dearly love old people. Anyone over the age of 70, I want to
treasure. They have lived long and have gained much wisdom.
While working on my undergraduate degree, I worked at a
local nursing home during summer breaks.
I used to love helping the residents with their activities of daily
living and learning each resident’s little quirks. For example, “Charlie” may eat only strawberry ice
cream. “Sandy” may want to meet
weekly to practice our Spanish after being a Spanish teacher for 40+ years. “Beth” may love to show me the wedding
dress she was sewing for her granddaughter’s wedding. I loved being a part of their daily
lives.
I especially enjoyed those elderly couples at the nursing
home who would walk to the dining room holding hands. I loved to watch them physically supporting each other. They often had sweet conversations and
spoke about the Lord’s faithfulness throughout their long life together. Some of these elderly folks had worked
hard on their marriages over the years and have cultivated fruitful, loving
relationships.
So, I hope to be like my mom in this regard. When I have kiddos, I will be forcing
them into nursing homes, making them listen to stories and sing songs. So, they can appreciate and learn some of the same lessons I did. The elderly still need community, love, and attention just like anyone else.
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