Translated…
After I retired, I didn’t want that much spare time on my hands, so I’d started volunteering, unknowingly, accompanying those elderly with dementia had helped my life take off that heavyset winter coat, and I’d learned, that I should feel happy, about each and every single day that I have.
An already passed on hundred year-old great-great grandmother was very moving in her demented state, the cute way she looked, sucking on a lollipop is unforgettable to me, the small wooden stick that’s held by her teeth and lips, started swaying, with the music that was playing in the room, and, she’d become a conductor of a symphony.
The smiley faced elderly man, someone joked to him about how he must’ve had other women than just his own wife, he’d kept a straight face, swore, “I don’t have a spare, it would be unkind to my own wife.” Even though he’s become demented, he still hadn’t forgotten about how he felt about his own wife.
The puzzle master granny was from my same hometown, she is very adept in conquering these weird-shaped gnomes, with full confidence, she’d placed them all, back into their rightful places, and she’d often shared with me, the beautiful finished product too.
Grandpa General, when he was strict, nobody DARED approach him, I’d looked at him from a distance, and found that he could cry, and sometimes he’d laugh, and I’d gone up, to show him some kindness. But I can’t seem to guess what was troubling him, I just felt this heartache for him. Grandpa General has an eight word motto: don’t know, don’t remember, don’t care, it’s okay, and, these had become, the words I live by now.
I was once, very calculating, nickeled and dimed, dreaming, seeking out troubles, but now, these demented elderly people had, trained me to live on happily, I’m truly surprised, about this change that had happened to me.
So, this, is the “gift” these elderly folks had given to you, and they’d used their lives as the lesson plans, and, by interacting with these elderly, you’d learned, not to take things so seriously.