I was once told by a palm reader that i would live to a very old age and I can’t decide if that is a good or bad thing. Will I still have my mind to the end? Will my body betray me long before? Will I spend my last few years alone in a care home or as a burden to my only child?
I know, pretty heavy for a Monday morning! We recently had to move my grandad from the home he has been in due to miss treatment, I’m not going into detail as its not my story but I wanted to say my piece. He has been there for many years and we had always been under the impression all was well, he had his bad days and good days but who doesn’t? I don’t have anything to do with the care of my grandad as I have my dad and wonderful aunts and uncles who do that for him but hearing about him being mistreated is devastating to us all.
It has also made me think, I know that we all want what’s best for him, we would all help where we can and my family has always rallied around when he needs us but this still happened. So what about all the people who don’t have a family either due to their own doings or someone else’s or because they didn’t have any to begin with. who cares about these people?
When I think of people as a collective my optimistic brain automatically thinks we will all come together and solve the problem for all, but that is not how the population works at the moment, there is no community unless you go looking for it and even then how do you know what is a community with good intentions and a cult heading for crazy town? Where do you find the place you are supposed to be? I am as much to blame as the next person for this because I am guilty of claiming to hate people in general on more than one occasion, the idea of big crowds or lots of people knowing my name is a bit strange. Yet in the same breath I can talk about wanting to be there for people and hear all the wonderful stories they have to tell, paths they have taken and relationships formed.
All I can do is try my best to be a good person, to not judge and remember everyone has their own stories, their own paths to follow and to listen and learn from what each person can teach me. I’m sure one day I will find my community where I fit in but for now I will just appreciate my family for all the strange, crazy and wonderful people they are and some extra special love for my husband on our Anniversary, 7 years of marriage to me deserves a pat on the back!! Blessed be.
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