The Forgotten People
THE FORGOTTEN PEOPLE
WHEN I WAS GROWING UP IT WAS AN HONOUR TO SPEND TIME WITH MY GRANDPARNETS, TO LISTEN TO THE MANY STORIES THAT THEY HAD TO TELL ALWAYS WITH AWE AND AMAZEMENT.
BUT AS I HAVE BECOME A SENIOR MYSELF AND HAVE TO DEAL WITH MY AGING MOTHER, I LOOK AROUND ME AND I AM ALONE. WHERE ARE MY SIBLINGS, WHERE ARE THE PEOPLE WHO SAY THAT THEY CARE "MISSING IN ACTION" I AM A PERSON THAT BELIEVES IN ACTIONS OF A PERSON NOT THE SWEET TONGUE WITH SUGAR COATED WORDS, THAT MEANS ABSOLUTELY NOTHING.
HOW DID WE COME TO THIS, WERE WE HAVE NO TIME FOR OUR AGING PARENTS AND EVERYONE EXPECTS FOR ONE PERSON TO CARRY ALL THE BURDENS, THAT WE HAVE TO ENDURE DURING THIS TIME.
OH, WHAT A SHAMEFUL PLACE THAT WE HAVE ARRIVED AT IN OUR SOCIETY WHEN THERE IS NO RESPECT FOR OUR ELDERS, WHO HAVE BEEN THE PILLAR OF OUR SOCIETY, NO ONE HAS THE TIME TO SPEND WITH THEM, NOT EVEN A MINUTE "SHAMEFUL"
YET THEY ARE QUICK TO TAKE FROM THEM, TO BLEED THEM OF ANY FINANCES THAT THEY MAY HAVE" SHAMEFUL"
WHAT HAS HAPPEN TO HONOUR YOUR AGING PARENTS, WITH LOVE AND RESPECT, JUST COMMON DECENCY.
TAKING CARE OF THEM IS NOT EASY, BUT LOVE CONQUERS ALL IT IS SOMETHING THAT EVERY GENERATION HAS TO PLAY ITS PART.
REMEMBER THAT ONE DAY IF YOU LIVE LONG ENOUGH, THAT WILL BE YOUR FAITH, BECAUSE WE REAP WHAT WE SOW EVENTUALLY.
THE DEBT THAT WE OWE OUR PARENTS IS A DEBT THAT WE CAN NEVER REPAY, ESPECIALLY THE DEBT TO YOUR MOTHER.
REVERE THEM, LOVE THEM, FORGIVE THEM, TAKE CARE OF THEM, GIVE THEM THE DIGNITY OF LIVING THEIR LAST DAYS IN PEACE.
Copyright © Juliet Wilkinson | Year Posted 2023
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