The WordPress prompt today is Generation XYZ.
Think about the generation immediately younger or older than you. What do you understand least about them — and what can you learn from them?
I am in my 60s now, and I am very grateful for the kindness of the young people who help me in the stores. In the family, there is one generation older now. I had the privilege of spending so much time with my mother in her older years. My father served in World War Two, and I can only imagine those years for them.
When I was young, I had a chronic illness and major surgery. I am well now within my quiet life, and so grateful. I always felt my health experience made me a better caregiver for my mother. Often I was more comfortable with the older generation than with my own generation. I still miss my parents, and they have stayed close.
The following are reprinted from this site.
all these years
the gift of seeing
frame the stars
During a difficult time with my health, I read, “And I will give thee the treasures of darkness, and hidden riches of secret places . . .” Isaiah 45: 3 (KJV).
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patterns on my floor
moving with the breeze
sun from the West
branches of leaves
Time Of Singing
Volume 38, Number 1
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I enjoy watching the light change in the house through the day and year. This weekend, I thought, “Sometimes the light is on the floor.” I reflected upon the ways service has blessed me, and the ways light has fallen into my life – from the more visible roles to the years of caregiving and good work at my mother’s home. All work, all blessed, and all poetry. My definition of art is broad and I hope growing deeper.
With much gratitude,
Ellen Grace Olinger