So here's what I've taken away so far . . .
People are eager to help and share their experience. I had a buddy tell me once: "Ask a favor - make a friend." Sort of reminds me of being thanked by a newcomer in Alcoholics Anonymous for listening to some long tale of woe. I cannot explain how great this makes me feel, how thankful I am that I'm able to focus on something besides myself for a few minutes, how amazing a gift to think that I might be easing the path for someone else be passing on some hard-earned personal experience.
Older folks are generally pretty happy. They're certainly more accepting than I am. I don't think I've talked to anyone that I'd consider miserable or confrontational. Now, I'm not an idiot - I know there are plenty of older folks who have serious problems that make them miserable, people that I'm less likely to run into on my goings to and fro. Nobody I talked to has cancer or has lost a limb to diabetes or is blind. I'm guessing those people wouldn't be so cheery. There's a fitness class in the pool here at my senior citizen complex and I've never heard so much giggling and carrying on - it sounds like a pool party for prepubescent children - and, trust me, some of the participants don't look to be in fine mettle.
Nobody - Nobody!! - has told me I'm getting out of this pain-free. Nobody. They will commiserate. They help me lessen my load because they have gone through/are going through what I'm experiencing. Sometimes the best thing I can say to someone is:" I know what you're going through."
They offer solutions. Try this stretch or change your diet to this or do this exercise. They don't insist - they suggest.
They stress that the biggest hurdle to overcome is the mental/emotional one. "It's a state of mind.
Compromise: Accept standards that are lower than is desirable.
I did talk to my park Jewish mother yesterday who is 84, by the way. She pretty much let me have it. She pretty much wasn't interested in my excuses. I loved it. I hugged her and told her I loved her.
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