A Loving Touch ~ pure innocence or life’s learned wisdom!

Young and old

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“The very young and the elderly extend a loving touch far better than many. Either from purity of action or a greater understanding of the importance of love. 

~ Penny L Howe, 2014

One is innocence, intuitively reaching out. The other, acquired wisdom reaching out to knowingly make a caring difference. A good idea to spend time reflecting on this!

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Have a wonderful day today, many blessings to you and your family on a day of Thanks giving!

With affection,

~Penny

Are you aging or “getting old” … Boomer Bloggers!

Its time to start rethinking the “Obsolescence of Value” because of Age!

Statistically speaking, it is amazing how many are aging on this planet – right now! In many countries on our planet, almost one third of the population is over the age of 50.

Take the United Kingdom for example: in a report called Later Life in the United Kingdom (released August, 2013), the one third percentage holds true. There are more people aged 60 and above than there are under the age of 18.

55% of those surveyed considered themselves in the getting old category. They believe age discrimination exists, and that as you age, you are treated more as a child and they feel the country fails to make good use of the skills and talents of older people. In many countries this is a universal truth.

Let’s look at another country. According to the United States Census Bureau’s World and USA population clock there are roughly 316,500,000 citizens in this country (right now). And the largest age group in that number are those that are 50 and older! More than 100 million! Do the math!

In the two largest countries on the planet, China and India the aging populations are (the research was a little more complicated) in China, there are roughly 194 million people over the age of 60. This number is predicted to increase to 440 million by 2050. India, according to the India Demographics Profile, has approximately 150 million over the age of 50.

In Russian, Europe, Japan, Australia and South America we find the same number of increased aging statistics. We are living longer, everywhere. But we haven’t changed our mindset on how we view older humans. It’s long past time to do so.

The aging human being brings a wealth of experience and potential wisdom to the mix. Many who are retiring are still active and I believe with the right incentives would continue to play a role and involvement in the workforce, their local community and country. In turn giving them a purpose that would strengthen their own resolve to stay healthier.

Remember, these numbers aren’t going away, in fact they are increasing daily. This substantial group of people could make a positive difference in the economic climate we currently find ourselves.

What can we do?

Let’s start with how you view yourself or an aging relative or friend. Mindset is everything! Getting old seems to imply being sickly, incompetent and needy. Certainly that is true for some, but not the many … Not yet anyway!

The dynamic potential that would happen by encouraging a re-emergence from the talent, knowledge, and experience of the “aging population” is unimaginable and (which btw is responsible for many of the technological creations and advancements being used today by us all) … so very doable and possible!

Think about it!

~ Penny

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Who will we throw away tomorrow?

Throw Away

We are the “throw away” society. I include myself as I am in that group as well. We compose approximately 18 to 25% of the people on the planet. The other 75-80% may/will go without food, sanitary water, clothing, shelter. More than 5 billion if you’re into numbers.

So as I was saying, we are the throw away society. It is so very easy. The interesting thing is we do this mostly without conscious thought of our actions. It is just what we do. Quicker, Easier, More convenient and so on. The value of what we eat, drink, wear, or where we reside is secondary to our convenience. Isn’t that interesting. A way of life. Just throw it away, replace as needed. Just about everything is expendable, price not withstanding.

We throw away life too. Another interesting thing. Also done without much thought. If certain criteria aren’t met, it seems the simple thing is – to remove those (from your life-style) who interfere with the above mode of “quicker,easier,more convenient methodology. And the rationalization used for being a “throw away” society stretches the bounds of incredibility. Presumably. Perhaps. Maybe.

I’m thinking included in this group can be the elderly, the poor, children, those families experiencing a life altering transition in life (loss of income, illness or the death of a family member for example), those who may be viewed as handicapped or disabled in some way, a country that isn’t up to speed yet as a throw away consumer, animals, living plants and trees of the planet that are vital for keeping the ecological system running smoothly.

There that’s about it. Thought you might like to know. But I do wonder. Who will we throw away tomorrow … or more to the point what will we do when we run out of things to throw away!

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Our choice – as always!

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Just a few things to ponder, I do believe I speak of all our tomorrows. Thank you for stopping by!

~ Penny

Copyright © 2012 by Penny l Howe

I forgot

I forgot…

…to water the special plant that was given to me by someone I love.

But I think it’s too late now anyway.

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I forgot to feed the animals this morning.

Oh that’s right I forgot to buy food for them when I was at the store

yesterday picking up the food I ran out of for the family.

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I forgot to visit my grandparents yesterday

they had called and asked me to drop by. I guess they needed

Some help with something, but it was a hectic day with

all sorts of interruptions.

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I forgot to go to my child’s class rehearsal last night

darn, it was important too, he has a big role in the school play.

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I forgot to wish my best friend a happy birthday today. It was a special one too.

But between work, and kids and worry about bills,

The day just got away with me.

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I forgot to remember  – when I woke up this morning –

to give thanks for what I increasingly take for granted, and I forgot to make a

Positive difference for anyone besides myself.

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I have a to-do list but it’s gotten pretty long so I’ll make

A new one tomorrow – unless I forget!

Penny L. Howe

Copyright © 2012 by Penny l Howe

The Dying Place or a Loving Responsibility

There are those (many) that begin to need assistance as their age advances.Some time ago I was hired to produce a resource guide that would be a state publication. Its purpose, to assist family members in finding the information and resources needed to care for an aging member.

As a part of the project I went to many different establishments involved in the care of senior citizens.

The one I remember most was my visit to an assisted living residence. As I sat waiting to interview the manager there, seated near me was an older gentleman in a wheelchair, he had on a cowboy hat, wore cowboy boots, and had a rough weathered face. He looked to be quite a character.

I pleasantly said “Hello”. And he responded back. We began to talk. He told me he’d been a cowboy and had worked on a ranch for many years until he got his “bum leg” Which he tapped for me to see. He asked me if I was visiting someone there. I said no and explained why I had come to see the manager, to gather information about amenities and the services available.

He laughed. But it was a hollow sort of laugh and then he said softly in the loveliest low timber of voice, “Oh I can tell you everything you need to know”. He went on “This here’s the waiting place.”

“A waiting place” I asked? Curious as to his meaning. “Yup,” He replied, “it’s where you come to wait.” I wanted to understand what he meant by that so I said, “The waiting place?” And he answered. “Well, as I’ve got it figured out,” He paused a moment and then continued, “this is the place you come to wait until it’s time to go to the dying place.”

I knew where this was going but I couldn’t help myself so I said “The dying place?”

And he answered, looking directly into my eyes while he spoke. “Yes, the dying place, with rows of beds and nurses who come and go and you’re left alone to slowly die.

I did not make this up. This is a true story. He had accepted his lonely fate as he did not want to be a burden to his family. A BURDEN TO HIS FAMILY. If you haven’t visited any “residences”, care facilities, or nursing homes recently, I suggest you do so. It is a sad commentary on what has not only become permissible but is now considered to be the right thing to do in the enlightened country of the USA.

When we are young, most of us, are nurtured by the adults of our family, cared for and supplied with much of what we need to grow up and become responsible loving adults. Why is it then that those who did the caring when we were young do not receive the same love and care from their family when they become old? Why is caring for our elderly considered a “burden” when caring for our children is a “loving responsibility? …Why?Addendum:

I published this post last night, North American time, around midnight. I have received some very caring, concerned and loving comments responding to this post today. This afternoon, one comment in particular stood out from the rest, so compelling that I felt the need to add it here for all to see. Please read:

Christina ~

July 20, 2012 at 1:47 pm

I read some very powerful words a long time ago…wish I could remember where. The point — We send our little ones off to daycare and our elders off to nursing homes….we are a generation that lives perpetually in the present…no future (little ones) and no past (elders). It is a sad heartbreaking truth.

I (a new single mom) understand that having little ones and the need to care for elders can be more than challenging…but even a thoughtful gesture towards those that paved the way before us…visiting them, playing a game, reading…talking and learning…feeling loved and appreciated and most importantly feeling “needed”.

Every one of us has a unique story…and it breaks my heart that some stories are put away to be forever forgotten instead of valued, shared, cherished, and added to not only this but also future generations.

Yes, a tough situation…but if we each did a very small act, even once in a while…what a difference that would make!