“In one thing you have not changed, dear friend,” said Aragorn: “you still speak in riddles.”
“What? In riddles?” said Gandalf. “No! For I was talking aloud to myself. A habit of the old: they choose the wisest person present to speak to; the long explanations needed by the young are wearying.” – J.R.R. Tolkien
I love babies, specially little Edward, that I hope to see again someday. But I also love older people.
I have mentioned here, years ago, that I was volunteering in a nursing home. Even though that didn’t really work out, it did make me realize that I enjoy their company and wisdom. It also saddened me to see in person how some are just discarded by society, and even worst, by their own families.
I am so glad that I still have my parents, and that they are being treated like royalty by my siblings and I. It is such a blessing to have my brother and sister share my care, love and respect for my parents.
“It`s not how old you are, it`s how you are old.”
― Jules Renard
One of my friends works as a caretaker for an elderly man. She has mentioned him to me a few times but I had never met him before.
Yesterday, all of a sudden, as I am working at my desk, she walked in. She said: “Are you busy? There is someone that wants to meet you”. In walks her boss pushing his walker.
She found out that I am in the same building that his ENT doctor is located. Since he had an appointment there, she took the opportunity to stop by.
He was the sweetest and funniest man. He is 89 years old but sharp as a tack. We joked and made fun of my friend. He then said he had brought me a gift. He open the seat of his walker and removed a little eyeglass case. In it there was this little beaver carved out of some pink stone.
It doesn’t really look like a beaver but he said it was a beaver, therefore it is a beaver to me. Look at the picture below and tell me what animal do you think it is.
He said it was Indian and it was meant to give me protection and prosperity. I will take it! He gave me some of the background on it, but I was so taken by the gesture that I didn’t pay attention.
I do that often. I get so involved in the feeling of the moment that I ignore all else. I will ask my friend to find out for me.
I felt so special! 🙂
I am still in pain. The dentist said it is normal for the pain to be stronger a few days after the surgery. He said it should be gone by day 7. It is just so abnormal for me to have such pain after a dental surgery. He also said I should stop taking Advil alone and combine it with Tylenol.
Well, the 7th day is tomorrow and to celebrate it I scheduled a lunch date. I am not sure if I more more excited for the date or for the food. It will be the first time in one week that I will be eating more than yogurt and scrambled eggs.
Stay tuned for the details… of my meal. 🙂
“The Little Boy and the Old Man
Said the little boy, “Sometimes I drop my spoon.”
Said the old man, “I do that too.”
The little boy whispered, “I wet my pants.”
I do that too,” laughed the little old man.
Said the little boy, “I often cry.”
The old man nodded, “So do I.”
But worst of all,” said the boy, “it seems
Grown-ups don’t pay attention to me.”
And he felt the warmth of a wrinkled old hand.
I know what you mean,” said the little old man.”
― Shel Silverstein