Well, it is already Ash Wednesday. I can’t believe just how fast the days seem to be going. And, if I feel this way, just think what a conundrum this poses to the elderly that feel as though their days are numbered simply because of their age.
That is why it is so important to me to display the fact that I believe that With Age Comes Respect because this helps the rapidly passing time to actually mean something; creates a more secure feeling than sheer pensiveness. I try to create the effect that each day means something; that each of my clients mean something special to me.
Only one of my clients is Roman Catholic like I am. I have offered this wonderful woman the opportunity to go and get ashes with me this evening, but, so like most other seniors, the traversing about at nighttime is more of a ‘have to’ kind of thing than a ‘want to’ thing. I totally understand that she would rather stay home inside where it is warm and cozy than to go out in the cold night air for a brief period of time just to be able to get ashes.
God still loves this dear woman – maybe even more than I do. I am just glad that she knows that here decisions are hers and hers alone. I am glad she knows that I am here!