
Reflection on the young and old...
Yesterday...
I dressed a 2 year old and an 82 year old.
I helped a 2 year old find her chair.
I helped an 82 year old find her chair.
I made a 2 year old lunch.
I made an 82 year old dinner.
Objectively speaking there is little difference in the externalities of what I was doing.
The two year old is taking hold of independence and self sufficiency while the 82 year old is slowly relinquishing hers out of
necessity.
For the 2 year old, this is all she knows, all she
needs to know, for now.
For my Grandmother, she
need to know someone else is handling her
needs.
The 2 things I
need -
love and
patience.