What growing older means for people, as we will all, eventually, get "there", this is a good attitude to view growing older…translated…
I went to get my hair washed at the salon, the eighty-year-old elderly customer started shaking her legs, couldn't get up to her feet, the hairdresser gently helped to get her on her feet so she could go and rinse, seeing the elderly woman, with that face of gloom, stated, "I'm old and useless!"
A group of us friends, gathered for a luncheon, I was confident, enthusiastic, as I'd attempted to order the meals with the qr code, but I was stuck on it, the webpage interface wasn't easy to use, the words were too tiny to see, and the drinks and the sauces are, too miniscule, with specifications too detailed, to order seven servings at a time, it surely, took me, forever, I'd felt, quite defeated, is it true, that when we "get old, we're all, useless"?
My good friend, Mei-Lang didn't have her children around, and every week she had to drive her husband to dialysis three times, she'd made the properly nutritious meals, took care of his daily living, she'd even found the time to learn Japanese, work on her own art, gardening, about to reach age sixty-five, she does NOT have any negative emotions, she sturdily, walked that path to old age.
elderly volunteers, still contributing to the world...photo from online
While, Feng-Fang enjoyed traveling when she was younger, widened her own perspectives, and the lessons she was teaching her students, as she retired, she'd begun her journey to learning, singing, English, sketch, she has a wide open scheme of space that she explores into. In the recent years, her ninety-year-old elderly father became immobilized, her eighty-five-year-old mother, demented, she'd burned on both ends of the hospitals and home, with no more time to travel around, and even when she did make it to our gatherings, she'd had to prepare her parents' meals for them first, and her taking care of her parents without ANY complaints, made us all in awe.
Is sixty-five old? And yet, we still have older parents we need to take care of. How's eighty then? But in a function, I saw an eighty-two-year-old elderly woman, with her cell phone, fought to the front of the fans, to take a shot, called out the name of the star, "I love you!", her energies and spirits, doesn't feel old to me at all.
There is a fellow volunteer tour guide who's my age, she'd dressed fashionably, and, with a ton of energies, gotten involved in an assortment of seminars, headed to the distant region elementary schools to promote art education, and she'd handled the group shopping means of the volunteer groups, so we don't need to go out of our homes, and we get the amazing foods delivered to our individual, homes. She's always wearing that smile, that glow in her eyes as always, because she's living proof of the value of "offering assistance is bliss, learning is a blessing", old, is far, far away, from where she is, and, useless, lightyears away from her.
Old or not, it's how you feel about yourselves, and you are the ones, deciding if you are, able to, contribute to the world around, a lot of psychological experiments had proven, that there a positive correlation between the speed to growing old and the interactions with ones' external environments, if we don't view growing older as a sloping downward, but a process of time, a natural sort of change, we will find, that growing older is nothing to be, scared of, being elderly, we can still, care for our own loved ones, giving back to the community, and, stay happy.
So, this is taking from others' examples, how they enrich their elderly years, than apply the means on our own selves, by knowing and noting, that age doesn't equal useless is the first step, that we can still, offer a lot of what we have gained, wisdom, knowledge, professional skills, to this society that we are, living in.
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