This should have been the Thanksgiving post, but I guess I wasn't feeling particularly "gratitude-y" about aging that day.
As hard as the seniors and I are on each other, we are truly grateful for one another. I help them with their Social Security problems, and they make me laugh - something to be extremely grateful for in a work environment. I help them "age-in-place" and they teach me not to fear aging in any place. I give them hugs and they give me hugs. Its quite lovely that way.
Recently I learned some crappy not-so-great health news about a family member and you know who has been asking me how that person is doing? The seniors - almost every last one of them. Yes, other people in my life have been supportive as well, but there has been an outpouring of love that was somewhat unexpected. The seniors have their own issues, and this could have just been another thing to add to their list of complaints about the world, but instead, they chose to share love.
As it turns out, this should surprise no one. Many have loving grandparents (I know I do) or other senior friends in their lives who love all of the time. Perhaps I just got jaded. Perhaps the off-handed nagging got under my skin (actually that is true). Perhaps, perhaps, perhaps (I love that song). But in the end, as most of us do, I came full circle. And guess who was there? The seniors, of course.
So thank you. I am grateful for you. And just so you know, in the end, I've got nothing but love for you too (here's hoping that even one senior reads this).
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