Showing posts with label gift of time. Show all posts
Showing posts with label gift of time. Show all posts

Sunday, December 19, 2021

Through Elderly Eyes

While the young will go down in history known as the "COVID-19 generation," the elderly will go down as the most vulnerable affected by the pandemic. Why? Because it's been, by far, the toughest, deadliest on them.


How would you see the world around you if you were to look through the eyes of an elderly person? 


Behind the face of an elderly is a life well-lived, a life that has contributed much to society, a life that deserves love and affection and respect, a life that has — in many cases — survived the devastation of war as well as the Great Depression, and, unfortunately for some, a life that's known the heartache of having to outlive their child/children. 


Ingrained in parts of society, whether intentionally or unintentionally, is the notion that elderly people are "has-beens." And because of "old age," this shadow of disdain sends out the message that they aren't valued like they should be. Sadly, the situation has gotten much worse throughout COVID. 


"It's an old person's disease." 


"That person was old; they were going to die soon anyway." 


I've heard/read statements like these many times since the onset of the pandemic.  


None of us know what the future holds. To be elderly isn't a death sentence. Meaningful relationships don't diminish with age. On the contrary, in my twenty-five-year career working with the elderly (as they shared stories of days gone by), I'd often seen a sparkle in their eye that implied a past life of freedom and agility.

 

This time of year draws me back to the Sears Christmas Annual Seniors Event, which I was blessed to participate in for many years. It was a heart-warming experience that brought many family and friends together before the holiday rush, an entertaining night out in the lives of the elderly, who might have otherwise felt forgotten if it wasn't made possible by the many dedicated volunteers. 


As busloads were brought in from nursing homes in the surrounding areas, the event would kick off with a bit of shopping for loved ones, stopping along the way to enjoy some yummy holiday treats and a chit-chat, followed by the enjoyment of a local band's rendition of some well-known Christmas carols. 


I'll never forget the magic at the singalongs: From the clapping of hands to the stomping of feet to the footloose and fancy-free dancing, I watched in awe as the elderly stole the show. Perhaps, for some, it was a flashback to their youth, and for others, perhaps it was a time away from their loneliness. Whatever the case might have been, they were living in the moment. Right there in the Sears department store! And it was breathtaking to watch. 


I can't help but wonder now, with Christmas fast approaching and the new Omicron variant on the rise, if the elderly are grappling with how the holidays will look for them, leaving them even more susceptible to the "holiday blues?" 


Thankfully, the benefits of technology such as Facetime and Skype give some ( like my in-laws) a sense of connection with loved ones. 


But the significant impact on their overall mental health caused by the pandemic can't be replaced with Facetime and Skype. Likewise, the day-to-day recreational activities enjoyed with friends can't be replaced with Facetime and Skype. Nor can the face-to-face interactions with friends dropping by to reassure them that they aren't alone in these trying times. No. Instead, the lack of touch and interaction with family and friends (especially family) has left them feeling disengaged and cut off from the world they'd once known. 


 I know we are living in challenging times, but if possible, let's find ways to enrich an elderly person's life by giving them the gift of time amid all the hustle and bustle this year. It costs nothing. It asks for nothing in return. Only that we show up and be present with our presence — in whatever medium available. 


                                             Merry Christmas. Stay Safe.