Aging

[.Lucy.]

In my day's work, I help the home-bound elderly in need. Servicing these incredible individuals, I feel the reality of life pulsating right before me. Some live melancholic lives, others joyful.

Yet each one is aging and in need of help, and sadness sometimes envelopes me-they are helpless and I am often their only portal into the world outside their home. Giving my all isn't enough, and it breaks my heart.

In my professional experience, I've found some of the healthiest seniors are the ones that never married or have aged alone.

No doubts as to whether promises will be kept, if words will be broken,
if sentiments will be disposed of.

This seems like happiness.

But are they truly happy?

I wonder sometimes if I will be healthy or happy (the latter not too often, I can honestly say) when I've grown into my years.

My healing heart is at peace with the potentially solitary life ahead of me. I would rather be alone than to spend a lifetime of heartache.

I try take care of my seniors the best way I can, in my own little way to perhaps alleviate any sense of loneliness they may possess. If only for a moment.

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[dadio]

My brother does this and although it rewarding work it can be draining. I worked with the seniors many years ago as a carer, now I am almost a senior myself. You come over in your article as a caring person. Thank you for sharing this with us.

[.Lucy.]

Thank you Dadio.