My treasure

Think about the generation immediately younger or older than you. What do you understand least about them — and what can you learn from them?

Old people are a treasure. They give us our memories, our history, our roots. They have the experience. They may be no longer active and may be sick and in need of help for everything, but they are members of our society we have to respect as they did in the past. Show respect to your elders.

I remember I read months ago some words by Pope Francis saying how sad is that “we live in times when the elderly don’t count. It’s unpleasant to say it, but the elderly are put to one side because they are considered a nuisance. However, the Pope continued, old people are those who tell us the history of things, who carry forward the faith and give it to us to inherit”.

The Pope went on to say that a society that does not take care for and respect the elderly “does not have a future because it doesn’t have memories”.

My experience is a bit special. We were in a foreign country, unable for a long time to go back to our homeland. We were strangers in a strange land. To me, my parents were my homeland. Thanks to them I knew about my roots, my history, I learned my faith and I learned to love my homeland from the distance. They gave me so much love. Now is my turn. My Dad already died. I’m now taking care of my Mom, hoping to give her the same love she gave me. She is my treasure.

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