Reassurance

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Reassurance… regardless of how old you are, or where life leads you – we all need it. Personally, I have always been an anxious person and require large doses of it. Even as a small child, I fretted over everything and nothing. My grandma, Rose Mary, was my biggest source of comfort. Years later, and without her in my world anymore, I find myself engaging in self-promotion by saying clichéd phrases in the mirror like “you got this!” or the classic “this is your time to shine!” (sometimes it works, sometimes I fall flat).Daily, I swim through this annoying undercurrent of anxiety. As an adult, I mask it quite well, although my blood pressure and teeth grinding beg to differ. I fret about trivial and monumental things with the same amount of gusto. These thoughts I have

Daily, I swim through this annoying undercurrent of anxiety. As an adult, I mask it quite well, although my blood pressure and teeth grinding beg to differ. I fret about trivial and monumental things with the same amount of gusto. These thoughts I have haunt, but also motivate me.As I laugh with friends, somewhere out there is a senior with no one to talk to.

As I laugh with friends, somewhere out there is a senior with no one to talk to.
In a house in rural Missouri, a senior is sitting alone waiting to see the face of someone, anyone, at their door, while I scurry and hide when our doorbell rings.
While plunging another bite of food into my mouth, there is a rural senior with nothing.

These anxiety-driven thoughts push me every day. It was these thoughts that pushed me into the field of Gerontology and eventually to Senior Foundation of the Ozarks.
I am only one person, but I have a voice. I have the power to engage and connect with others who believe seniors should be valued and nourished. You have that power too.
Turn what keeps you up at night, into what keeps you going. Be someone’s comfort. Life is too short to go without it.

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