This is something that cuts to my very quick, and makes me feel shame.
Today, I was sitting in my car with the windows down, waiting for my wife to get off work. I was distracted from my phone by some loud and raucous noises. My first thought was that it was a bunch of young ruffians fooling around, perhaps calling each other names and shoving about.
I looked around, and saw that it was an older woman, in her 60s or 70s, being led across the parking lot by a young woman. The older lady was shouting loud expletives, making animal noises, crying in a singsong manner (as sometimes children do), and attempting to pull away from her chaperone.
I was in awe of the young woman’s manner, which was kind and patient.
A few of the people in the vicinity stopped what they were doing and stared, some making remarks behind upraised hands.
I think that my greatest fear in life has been to lose my faculties. I do not know why this is. Maybe because I have seen it in others, some close to me, and reacted poorly.
I only hope that, if this is in the cards for me, that I have an angel like the one I saw today to show me kindness and understanding.
One response to “Fear and loathing”
Ohh I so relate. Having my sister in the care home for so many years and seeing what Mum went through in her final days at hospital awakened similar feelings of vulnerability. I know you will deserve all the love and care in the world. ❤
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