Thursday, July 29, 2010

Counsel that left an impression

I volunteered at a home for the aged in my twenties while there I met a lady who imparted to me this, be kind to the one you share your life with. She kept telling me how very easy it was to be cruel and how easy vindictive scorn follows. In honour of her I try to live my life with this advice in mind and you know I see now a kindness done is usually a very small a thing.

Maria by Théo Van Rysselberghe

Not the saddest thing

Dita roams the halls of her retirement home, scolding the son she sacrificed all for only he is not there to hear her. She chants her disappointment with unyielding resentment but only the chiropodist understands her broken German. He examines her feet and coos his sympathy before saying I will see you in a month. She smiles and appears lucid then she replies as always I pray I will be dead between now and then. He takes her hands for a gentle squeeze then moves on to the gentleman in the other room.

My love my care,


  1. That's a story that could be told countless times throughout countless countries; a sad testament to modernity and the pace of life.

    Bisou, Cro.

  2. This small paragraph sums up life and its inevitable sorrow.

    Touching post.

  3. How poignant!

    It reminds me of when we had to place my Aunt in a nursing home. She used to call it "the Bin", short for looney bin, because of the residents who were suffering dementia.