She was happy to hear from me. I tell her positive stories that bring a little hope into her life.
I tell her the stories as many times as she wants to hear them. When she's tired, she hangs up.
Nana has some things other older people don't have--she gets to live in her own home, she can see to read and watch t.v., and she can get around a little. But she's lonely so it spoils everything and that's what she wants to talk about.
I used to judge her because my mom died with almost no vision and almost no hearing. But . . .
I understand that this is her experience and that she has no one to care about her and no one really loves her. My GD is that I called Nana and that I've stopped judging her. Also, that I tell her happy, hopeful things that make her life more shiny and bright.

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