Many of my friends look forward to retirement every day when they are not yet retired because they envy to live an old age.
Because after retirement, you don't have to get up early to run, and you can still do what you like, go to the park every day, buy groceries, and dance. Pick a time in the year and travel abroad 1-2 times.
It's beautiful when you think about it. But in real life, some people do live such a life. But most of my friends have been put in another shackle.
Friends who can live a comfortable retirement life are because there are no burdens at home. Most of the female employees around me are retired at the age of 50, and female cadres are retired at 55.
At this age, the children in the family have become adults, but the children now get married late, and most of them have not yet started a family. If the elderly in the family are in good health, they can certainly arrange their retirement life without worry.
I usually take care of the chores at home, visit my parents a few times a week, and take time to learn a few talents that I didn't have the opportunity to learn when I was young. In my spare time, I have three or five friends to play together, and there is almost no pressure.
But the old people in the family are not in good health, so it's a different matter. Retired and took over the responsibility of caring for the elderly. From then on, life was a different way. In any case, everyone has their own life.
Over the years, taking care of my father and accompanying my mother have made me have more contact with the elderly, watching them get older day by day, and even leave.
In addition to sighing in my heart, I just sighed. When people get old, they can be more cruel than we think.
A few days ago, I accompanied my mother for a walk in the community, it was almost noon, we were going home, near the small fountain in the community, an old man with a sweaty face, anxiously stopped us, I could see that she had something to say to us.
She spoke as if in a southern dialect, and she spoke quickly and quickly. Ulawala said it, but my mother and I didn't understand a word.
Later, she made a gesture, and finally I heard her say a few words: "elevator" and "forgot".
I guess she probably won't be able to find a home.
Because I have heard from my neighbors in the community that this old man has brain atrophy, and it seems that he couldn't find a home last month.
But I don't know which one her house is. Later, I listened patiently to what she said, and finally understood what she was trying to say.
It turned out that she didn't know how to get on the elevator. She knew where her family lived.
So, I settled my mother, led the old man to her house, and just entered the door, I saw a young man coming out of the house with a child about to go out, and quickly stepped forward to ask him if he knew the old man I was leading.
Young man says: "Sorry, I don't know"
I had no choice but to take the old man to the elevator door and swiped the elevator with the key and access card hanging around her neck. After entering, I asked the old man, do you know what floor the house is?
She said, "I don't know! ”
"Oh my God!" I thought to myself, what can I do?
"This is it"! The old man suddenly pointed to a marked floor.
Oh, I let out a sigh of relief. It turned out that the old man's family had made a unique mark for the old man.
We entered the floor of her house without any problems.
I opened the door of the house, still worried that I didn't know which one, but I didn't expect that her family was a single family.
As soon as he entered the place, the old man blurted out, "This is my home." ”
She opened the door, and I shouted twice inside, "Is there anyone in the house?" ”
But no one answered.
The old man said, "There is no one at home".
I asked her, "Is it okay for you to be at home by yourself?" "Do you know your family's phone number?" Do you need me to call your family? ”
She said, "No, they'll be back in a moment."
I told her to close the door and I went downstairs.
But the next day, we met again in the community.
When I met the old man, I asked her, "When did your family come back yesterday?" ”
Unexpectedly, she was at a loss. Looks like she's forgotten about yesterday?
This incident makes me very sad. It doesn't mean anything else, it's just that I feel sad about the helplessness and helplessness of people who are old.
I often talk to the elderly in the community.
I found that most of the elderly would babble on about their own physical ailments.
But an old man who is familiar with his mother, who is 86 years old, never talks about this. As soon as we meet, it is an auspicious word of greeting, and then we will talk about today's weather.
The old man has a very temperamental temperament and speaks crisply and neatly. Looking at the way she looks now, I would think that she must have been a unique person when she was younger.
She uses a smartphone and is willing to try new things. In the community, he is an enviable and admirable old man.
There are also a few elderly people in the courtyard of the community who are unable to move, and they are pushed out by their children or nannies every day, and most of them do not like to talk, just like my father did when he was seriously ill in the later period, and he did not like to stay in crowded places.
There are a few nannies who like to get together and chat, but the elderly people they take care of are always displeased. Some of the irritable old men shouted directly.
I don't want to comment on anything, but I think that if a person wants to be popular when he is old, he still needs some wisdom in life.
Ever since I was a child, I was afraid that the people around me would grow old. When I was a child, my aunt's mother-in-law's mother-in-law was with them. My aunt asked me to call her "Mrs."
My wife likes me very much, and I like to talk to her very quietly.
My wife was already very old at that time, she was very thin, and I felt distressed when I touched her dry hands. Every time I see her, I think, will I ever see her again next time? I was scared that she would die.
I went back to my grandmother's house and told my grandmother, who said, "Everyone is going to die." Grandma will die too. ”
When I heard that, I cried. Crying and saying, "I won't let you die"
When I was a child, I actually only had a few fragments, but in the only few fragments, my wife's appearance was blurred, but there was always a thin woman in front of me, just sitting in the kang so stupidly, and when she saw me, she moved in, showed a hint of a smile, patted the side of the kang and let me pass. Other children don't want to come near her, but I always want to see her.
It's a bit of a stretch. Writing this article is suddenly very depressed. I feel that aging is a very helpless thing.
Half of my life has passed, and some of the things that should have been experienced have been experienced.
Now I think back to the difficulties I encountered when I was younger, and I used to think that I could not overcome them. When I got old, I realized that those things were not worth mentioning.
When people are old, it is the most cruel and uncomfortable thing.
Share a sentence excerpted today: Time flies, we walk alone in the footsteps of life. In this long journey, we have played countless roles and experienced countless ups and downs. However, there is one person who is always with us, and that is ourselves. At this moment when the prosperity is falling and the dust is settled, what we should be most grateful for is this self who has always been by our side.
Take care of your health!
Because everyone's old age needs to be faced by themselves, no one can rely on it, only themselves.