thank you for this poem. I unfortunately never knew my father's parents, and my mother's parents died when i was 19 and 13. - How I wish I had them around to talk with and learn from. My paternal grandparents were poor farmers who raised 9 kids and the stories my dad and aunts and uncles tell are amazing and great, but i wish I could have heard the parent version and I'll never get that.
To all those who have grandparents and even parents who are aging and elderly - be greatful you have them, love them and care for them. They won't be around much longer and just remember they once cared for you when you couldn't care for yourself - its the least you can do to return that favor - it is not a chore it is a treasure to do for them as they once did for you - even if its just dropping in and spending a day with them if they are in a nursing home...
But its crazy how the elderly used to be the most respected and revered of communities - and now as a society we are casting them aside and disrespecting them. It saddens me.
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When my wife from Thailand saw an old lady making her way to the village baker in England on a zimmer frame she was appalled and asked what sort of family would leave her to fend for herself. I explained that once families in England took care of their elderly but now are too busy working and raising their children. I described old people's homes and she was reluctant to believe me. It is expected in Thailand that families take care of elderly parents until their death and they respect them as the people who brought them into the world and took care of them as children. Not even the kids on the street laugh at infirm old people here the way I have seen them do back home.