Ahhh – What Makes Me Happy

I’m not going to apologize for posting so many pictures of my grandma.  When she’s happy I’m very happy.  When I see her at home playing and laughing with my niece and nephews, her great grandchildren, I can’t help but feel a sense of joy and satisfaction.  Considering that so many other grandparents and older folks are sad, lonely, hopeless and looking glum, it feels good to see the old people in my life cared for and joyful.  My hope is that as Mama gets to 97, 98, 99, or 100 and starts to decline that she’d be with her family, on hospice care and live her last months and days comfortable, peaceful, smiling, and knowing that she is immensely loved. That would make me really happy.
How are the old people doing in your life?
Some of them may be home alone, some of them bedbound, incontinent (aka unable to control their bladder).  Some of them may have memory issues and may not know your name. Some may just be sitting at home watching TV all day long.  Do they feel loved? Do you care for them? It bothers me when I think of all the old people in the world who are sad because we’ve forgotten them. You can see it in their eyes. Just look.
Why not use your natural “talents” to make your grandpa, grandma, neighbors’ life a little better?  You can easily dial a phone, walk fast, pick up groceries, experience adventures, think quickly, drive a car, and even touch the ground. All things that your grandparents were also capable of doing quite well.  If not help them take out their trash or drive them to an appointment, why not call them, better yet, visit, and tell them about your horrible haircut, your expedition to the farmers market, or at the least say “hello”.  
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One thought on “Ahhh – What Makes Me Happy

  1. Steve Ellis says:

    I just called my mom. She is 90 and lives in another state in a senoir center and is frequently cared for and vistied by by niece and her husband. We get together for the holidays and a few other times during the year with all of the family.

    We talk one or two times a week but throughout the years, if I listen closely, her conversations emphasize that her friends are nice and she has lots to do, but, she gets lonely.

    You hit the point. When the mother, or father, that gave us priority when it was due, they are also due the honor of of that same priority.

    When our parents have blessed us with their caring love, sending us off into our own lives, let us engage in bringing them the return gift of love and everyday happiness that they gave us so unselfishly.

    It has become my mission to give back to my mother.

    Thank you Isabel for your heaven sent focus on our parents.

    Steve Ellis

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