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The
Seeking Being
a man of observation, I beheld such a site that became obvious why old age is so
dreaded. I would hope this thing
does not begin to happen until the eldest age, but I am sure it can be found in
people as young as 60. How I see
their eyes, looking for someone, they knew’ or know’.
The desperation; to find a friend. The
wanting; to recognize someone who they know, who will remember them.
These elder people usually will be in their late ‘70s and beyond.
For whatever the reason, they look for people that they think should be
at the places they go too. An old
lady pushes her shopping cart through the store, not really to buy any thing,
but always “looking and searching” eyes seeking familiarity. I
find it’s sad that at the last stages of a person’s life, they actually
believe someone else has survived as long as they have.
I believe the big fear is being the last one to die.
Being the one to outlive all your friends, all your close relatives, all
your favorite associates from days gone by. Looking for somebody, to recognize
you. Not wanting to be alone. . .
The last one of your group who is still standing.
However, so many old people become walking zombies seeking only memories
of people they once knew. And
whenever you go someplace with them, the main object of their attention is to
seeing someone they knew. The
young make fun of the elderly as if they’re lost.
The young have many friends, the young have many parties and social
activities, the young have useful bodies to run from place to place, the young
say I’ll never get old. How many of these old people now seeking companionship were
once just the same as those youngsters? I
find that I want to have friends at every age.
I am not going to stop trying to meet new people. I do not want to end up
seeking with “those eyes” hoping they do find something or someone, once--
remembered. But, do I have a choice? I
cannot determine the place I will be at if I survive to be pass 80 years old.
I can only do to that day; the honor of respecting those people that are
here while I am young, by being their friend.
I have learned by talking to the older people that they have lots of
knowledge, they are very interesting people, many understand drugs, sex, lust,
playfulness, romance, and death. I
really do not think young people understand how much they have to offer and
learn from older people. Sadly, on the same token, too many older people are to
“high ass” to associate with younger people.
They make it a point to avoid the youths as if they are evil. Being a big Bible reader, I recognize that God made all of us to help one another. There is a building where young and old can come together and actually enjoy each other’s company. There is no single older person who has not committed the “same sins” that they try to reprimand the younger person for committing. It would be far better if we practiced to do what Jesus said: To treat others, as we would like to be treated. Being old can be a living hell if you forget to remain close to God and his children. There are no good old days, there is only today. Therefore, do I have the humility to remain a child of God? Thomas A. Sutor P O Box 2343 Lompoc CA 93438 Rockhawk.com
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