“Feeling fragile is worse than
feeling dead.”
I’ve been in war zone. I watched
many of my dear, close friends die, literally in front of my eyes. But, he
holding my hand and not letting go, was respectfully a more horrifying
experience.
Don’t get me wrong, me volunteering
at ActiveCare, senior center in Mission Bay, was one of most rewarding
afternoons I’ve ever had. And it’s safe to say, I felt the same from all of the
lovely class.
“Three..ee, twoo-oo, o-ooo-one” Me
trying to trick him so he could leave my hand, something I learned from
babysitting my nieces. Hoping he would leave my hand, I start thinking; this is
happening just after thirty seconds!
Under the circumstances, I asked him
WHY. “Why are you pressing so hard? Why won’t let go? It’s starting to hurt,
you know!” He answered: “Feeling fragile is worse than feeling dead.”
Serving our elderly, one of the most
honorable acts that demonstrates our humanity.
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