I am usually a quiet, keep-to-myself person. After reading about the farewell tea for the Time Out, I was saddened to see that once again our seniors take the brunt of an action.
I have watched over time health care fall short, coverage of medications become almost nil, the cost of living compared to pensions soar, along with many other everyday life matters that affect our seniors.
I have to admit the tears did fall after finding out that something so wonderful as this community group had folded.
I worried about the effect on the seniors who live alone and depend on places such as these as their source of pleasure and social network. Are they going to be okay? Would it not be like losing another loved one?
If I had the finances to cover the shortfall to keep Time Out running I would have paid it myself.
It concerns me on how easy it is for we, the people, to cast aside our seniors.
It worries me that we forget where we received our values and compassion, not to mention the know how to become the people we are today.
Is it so easy to forget who stood behind us and encouraged us to face, fight and believe in what matters to us?
It worries me that we look at our seniors and veterans as, to put it frankly, a burger from the fast food joint? You’re hungry right now so you stop to get your burger, only to take a few bites and it serves its purpose so you just disregard the rest.
Is this how we as a people regard our seniors and our vets? The ones who molded us and taught us what life is about and how to live it, love it and survive in it?
I for one am ashamed to be a part of this kind of society. I am hoping that our seniors and our vets, take a day where they stand on a street corner and give everyone younger than themselves a cuff up side the head, with the comment, “I taught you better than that.” Who knows maybe one day they just might and I would walk past more then just once.