In a past article that I wrote about the song “Remember Me” by Mark Shultz, I talked about my struggle with knowing what I should do to make a difference and to not be forgotten and be remembered. Since I wrote that article I started thinking more about those individuals who are forgotten or as what I would say have been forgotten.
Who am I talking about? I see these people every Tuesday at my weekly Rotary meeting. You see we meet at a senior living facility, and unfortunately I see in the eyes of many of the residents a loss, or a sadness that has set in. Though I am making some assumptions in this case, I would say that many of them do not see their families much. I can say this from experience in some of the people that lived in other facilities that I had frequented in my past. Many of these aging people did have friendships, but in my conversations with them, they yearned for more contact and conversation. They had family, but their family was not there often, leaving them alone to their memories.
The more conversations that I seem to have with these people the more I think that though I know I will get older, I dread the idea of becoming one of the forgotten. I hope that I am able to instill in my own children the responsibility to stay connected with their parents.
My Question for the Day?
- What about you? What experiences have you had with “the forgotten”? How will you instill in others the importance of not forgetting those around you?
I look forward to seeing you back here again!