I have a new friend named Miss Susan. Susan lives in a nursing home. She has trouble walking and spends most of her time in bed. She wears cute fuzzy socks, eats lots of brownies, and loves watching Turner Classic Movies. She likes to show you pictures of her grand kids and her dog. She is very proud of her son and is eager to tell you about his accomplishments. Sometimes she forgets things and says, “When you get to be my age, you just don’t remember!”
Miss Susan is from Kentucky, but moved down to Florida to be closer to her son. She worked at AT&T for 15 years. Susan was a fashionista back in the day. Although it never became reality, her dream was to be a fashion designer. Her room is full of her favorite drawings.
I met Susan a couple months ago when I started visiting a local nursing home with an organization called Friends Across the Ages. It’s a great support group for those who want to serve the elderly in our community but aren’t exactly sure where to start. Hanging out in a nursing home is not comfortable….at first anyway. It seems like such a sad, lonely place….but it’s full of people that have lived 70, 80, 90 years. They aren’t able to be on their own anymore, but they have so much to give! They have experienced sorrow and loss and hope and joy. They are sons and daughters, sisters and brothers, husbands and wives, moms and dads, grandmas and grandpas. They are full of stories, and I hope to share some with you!