tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3180411212335315424.post7476617317916728559..comments2022-12-06T09:02:47.138-08:00Comments on Spiritual Memoirs 101: “Blessed are they who...”Lindahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06961495299893766830noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3180411212335315424.post-23972398872348272432014-04-10T21:04:17.942-07:002014-04-10T21:04:17.942-07:00Ah, Penny, I guess it's happening to all of us...Ah, Penny, I guess it's happening to all of us! :) Watching my mother grow older and more feeble has made me more sensitive to what happens to older people on the inside, not just the outside. When our parents get old and need help with even the most basic of personal care, it helps to remember that they did the same kinds of things for us when we are infants and toddlers. I hope those caring for your mother will treasure her and treat her as a beloved person--because of course she is!Lindahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06961495299893766830noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3180411212335315424.post-51054963318603824552014-04-10T14:09:44.961-07:002014-04-10T14:09:44.961-07:00Very touching.
Having a mother in a care home, I ...Very touching.<br /><br />Having a mother in a care home, I really wish more people would "see" my mother and not just make assumptions and overlook her as a person. I hope too that people see me as a person. I am aging and I feel my body changing. My mind and emotions are not much different than they were as a younger woman but the face staring at me in the mirror is beginning to show signs of age. It truly is humbling. Thanks for sharing ;-)Joyfulhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09956413632864588646noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3180411212335315424.post-62793719344972764062014-04-10T13:55:53.665-07:002014-04-10T13:55:53.665-07:00Betsy, I know what you mean. I remember how disapp...Betsy, I know what you mean. I remember how disappointed I was to realize that people saw me as getting old before I considered myself old. Now I look at myself in the mirror and there's no denying it! Getting old is humbling, but like the first poem today, inside I'm still the same person I was when I was 20 and 40. :)<br />Lindahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06961495299893766830noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3180411212335315424.post-81570291274122398632014-04-10T11:55:46.692-07:002014-04-10T11:55:46.692-07:00Linda, the "crabby old man" poem is swee...Linda, the "crabby old man" poem is sweet. I'm turning 50 next month, and I can see how younger people in their 20's see me differently now even though I still feel 32 inside!!!Betsy de Cruzhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16787903903743238209noreply@blogger.com