A blog for seniors

Archive Newer | Older

Friday, December 24, 2010

Merry Christmas Seniors

Most of us are surrounded by family and friends during the holidays, but if you know of someone who is going to be alone during Christmas, I urge you to invite them to dinner with your family, give them a gift, sing caroles to them at their door, visit with them. Help to make the season bright for our senior friends. I wish you all a Merry Christmas, and a wonderful New Year.

10:49 am mst          Comments

Wednesday, December 22, 2010

Seniors

Some of my senior friends are having a tough time this Christmas season. My neighbor asked me if I was wondering why she didn't have Christmas lights displayed and without missing a beat said it was because her husband died during the Christmas season two yars ago. We're new to the neighborhood and had no way of knowing.

The next day another friend of mine, barely a senior at 62 sent me an email with the news that her husband passed away unexpectedly. It was going to be a sad Christmas because all she had were memories now of their time together.

It begged the  question, what would I do if I was alone during this time of year? Would I be going through old scrapbooks looking at photos and remembering what my life was like when I was surrounded by family and friends? Would I be doing something to keep myself busy and maybe making someone else's life a little more enjoyable? Would I travel to a place I've always wanted to see and meet new people? Or would I crawl in my bed and pull the covers over my head, drowning myself in sorrow?

It's no secret that more seniors, and people of any age die or commit suicide during holidays. My guess is that they have an unbearable sadness they can't get out from under.

I remember a day when I was feeling particularly sad. A friend from church called and asked me what I was doing and I said nothing...quickly wishing I could take it back because she asked me to join her and help feed the poor. It turned out that not only did my own depression leave, it was truly one of the most enjoyable days I've spent.

Maybe the only way to lift your own spirits is to put your sorrow on the shelf, get in your car and help others. After all, that's what the true meaning of the season is anyway. It's just that we have forgotten with our lives so busy taking care of and enjoying our own friends and families.

It's not an easy task for anyone who is feeling depressed to suck it up and get out there. I know this because it's always so much easier to tell someone to do something, even if it's in their best interest. But if you are a senior who finds yourself alone during the holidays, please do something for yourself....get out there and make a new friend, see a new place, help a stranger. It could be the beginning of a new tradition for you and one you'll love.

10:47 am mst          Comments

Tuesday, December 21, 2010

Seniors, the sentimental side
Here are two stories seniors will enjoy. Both are sentimental.
Both will bring joy to you during the Christmas Season.

Teacher Debbie Moon's first graders were

discussing a picture of a family. One little boy in the picture
had a different hair color than the other members.. One of her
students suggested that he was adopted.
A little girl said, 'I know all about
Adoption, I was adopted..'

'What does it mean to be adopted?', asked
another child.

'It means', said the girl, 'that you grew
in your mommy's heart instead of her tummy!'  An eye witness account from New York
City , on a cold day in December,
some years ago: A little boy,
about 10-years-old, was standing before a shoe store on the
roadway, barefooted, peering through the window, and shivering
With cold.

A lady approached the young boy and said,
'My, but you're in such deep thought staring in that window!'

'I was asking God to give me a pair of
shoes,'was the boy's reply.

The lady took him by the hand, went into
the store, and asked the clerk to get half a dozen pairs of socks
for the boy. She then asked if he could give her a basin of water
and a towel. He quickly brought them to her.

She took the little fellow to the back
part of the store and, removing her gloves, knelt down, washed
his little feet, and dried them with the towel.

By this time, the clerk had returned with
the socks.. Placing a pair upon the boy's feet, she purchased him
a pair of shoes..

She tied up the remaining pairs of socks
and gave them to him.. She patted him on the head and said, 'No
doubt, you will be more comfortable now.'

As she turned to go, the astonished kid
caught her by the hand, and looking up into her face, with tears
in his eyes, asked her.

'Are you God's wife?'
12:41 pm mst          Comments


Archive Newer | Older

This blog includes articles I find, and thoughts about aging.

Thanksgiving is behind us and The Christmas Holidays are soon upon us. We want to wish all of our senior friends a Happy Holiday Season, what ever your faith or beliefs, with family and friends.

Enter content here

Enter content here

Enter supporting content here