Sunday, October 19, 2008
The Cycle
Working in a retirement home makes me realize the meaning of life. We just had a resident celebrated her 100th birthday. Although she cannot walk independently, she uses a wheelchair to get by. She is always polite and have a calm demeanor.I never heard her complain of anything. Sometimes she forgets an event that had happened but most likely she has a good memory. Most of our residents are not like her. We can monitor how our residents go down mentally and physically. These residents used to be president, c.e.o., doctors, lawyers, artists, teachers, etc. But now it seems that they are on their second childhood. Most of them need special attention, otherwise they will be lost mentally. This is the life of every human being.
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