Experiences in life, translated…
On the days I couldn’t head outdoors, I’d loved, to stay in, and accompany my parents in brain exercises and afternoon tea.
My aging father stays at home on his own, and can only find his own ways of entertaining himself, but, when we’d hung out together, he’d become, fulfilled and happy. Don’t know when he’d started playing checkers, I’d battled it out with him regularly, unwilling to lose, he’s very, focused on the board, thought hard, on how to block my pieces, and once his tactics paid off, he’d had that cunning smile, curling up his lips. And the best kind of game results is one-to-one, tied; and, if I’d lost both rounds by “accident”, he’d looked, seemingly calm and collected, but deep down inside I know, he’s, totally, gloating; and if the results were turned, he’d then, sighed on and on, about how his brains isn’t working as well as it used to, and I’d known, to only let out half what I’d used the next time I’d played him.
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And, when there were days of rains and he didn’t want to play checkers, then, we’d played out the past times of us, traveling together to the places, on our adventures, and it was like, we’d hopped on, that time machine, and the joys we’d shared from the days we’d traveled together became refreshed again. The elderly saw his own self on screen, like he was a part, of a play or a drama or a television program, he’d started grinning, ear to ear.
The days we’d stayed at home, the afternoon teas, with an assortment of fun activities, it’d, enriched my dear old dad’s elderly years, and it’d made me realized, what blessing it is, to accompanying the elders.
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And so, this, is how to get along with an aging parent, hanging out with them, would be, the BEST way to show that you cared, and there’s nothing MORE important, than spending as much time as your loved ones, while you still can…