Wisdom of the Aged
I've always had a soft spot in my heart for the elderly. The wisdom of the aged can be found in these folks if only given the chance. They carry with them a treasure trove of stories, and just sitting down and listening to them can be as rewarding as losing oneself in a fascinating book.
I had the pleasure of working in an alternative care facility for several years, then going into the private homes of clients to assist them in their everyday living. The tales and advice I came away with enriched my life tremendously.
I loved visiting with one woman whose adventures kept me mesmerized with tales of the Wild West. She was a singer in a saloon and as she guided me through the years, I imagined her sitting on the piano; her frilly petticoats piled high above her stockinged knee, tapping her worn leather boot through the air to keep time with the music. The strong aroma of cigars and whiskey swirled around my mind, and I drank in every word as she told me of her 'conquests' with the cowboys who rode through. One lady was a nurse for a former world heavyweight boxer, and another was a teacher in a one-room schoolhouse, complete with outhouse and hitching posts for the horses.
I was so lucky to have crossed paths with these precious people. It's such a sad end for some when they are stuffed away in a cold, dimly lit room just waiting to be rescued from the torment of loneliness. Though they may be physically weak and frail, they still feel the painful sting of abandonment with full strength. They needn’t be pushed aside as society goes on to live their lives but instead be lifted up, revered, and respected for their worth. This may be us people...all of us one day. Now excuse me while I go call my gramma!