1. Oct, 2022

In honour of those that walked the journey

This week I happened to meet a very fascinating gentleman in his nineties. I loved to receive a glimpse of his vision on life and lessons learned . My conversation lead to the conclusion that the feelings that we go through are pretty much the same. The last 15 years of my full time work as an Occupational Therapist placed me daily in the presence of those that walked this journey before us. These days I seek the connection out voluntarily . Be it as it may I always feel honoured to sit in their presence to marvel what gave them the courage to start new things and to work with the limited recourses. My parents were refugees so they survived on minimal for a very long time and I myself am becoming more of a minimalist as I realise that extras and fancy are unnecessary. I do miss the presence of my uncles and aunts and remember their letters and wisdom fondly. The thing is, older people do not barge in, they are humble and respectful and feel they cannot compete in this fast world, yet they have so much to give. They crave to share what they experienced and they are eager to give advice yet very few asks them. They are ignored, pushed aside and this country they are nicely placed in expensive, clean residential settings, visited once a week even once a month and we expect them to be happy and satisfied.

Yet they have so much to teach and give, but nobody bothers to ask them. Each family should adopt a lonely elderly person and experience the richness of life flowing back to them. If you have a teenager there is no greater gift then a friendship connection with an older person who has all the time in the world to listen. We must not only include them they play THE essential part of our society. Phone your aunty, write a letter and visit them if you can and be enriched with a new found gratitude and resilience for living this precious life.