Next week my mom will be filling in for me on my morning assignment. I am proud of her as mom is now 72 (even if you can’t tell from her actions). She is good with seniors – even though she is one herself it is hard to see that side of her! She is my mom.
Mom brings to the table something I cannot, a relative closeness in age that allows her to speak and act on a level that no matter how hard I try, I will never be able to attain. The best thing is, she tells me that she enjoys doing it and wishes that there was someplace around her that would allow her to do the same for others.
Mom certainly does not want a full-time position, but she does have a lot to offer. She knows that With Age Comes Respect, for that was a lesson well-learned in her time frame. Kids were seen and not heard. Now she can reuse that lesson as she fills in for my Time to Care organization.
I am grateful. She is willing. Elders are pleased. What more could I ever ask for? It’s just too bad there are not more caregivers (outside of the ones I already have working for me) that care as much as mom does!