What an inspiring story! I love that Wanda had the courage to reach out, and that her neighbor not only responded, but brought cupcakes! Sometimes when I am feeling lonely, I get busy and bake something to share with a neighbor who helps me with home repairs. Another friend who has a beautiful garden, takes bouquets of her beautiful flowers to the food pantry where she volunteers. Food, flowers, books all make wonderful reasons to reach out and share a bit of ourselves and touch someone's life.
In Melbourne, there is a home visitation program for elders who are alone. I visit two southern Italian women who are widows with plenty of kids who rarely visit. Sometimes it's a chore, like your daily phone calls, but I remind myself that it's not about me. That 90 year old is inspiring.
Loved this. I live in a house in the woods, too. Adapting to rural life has been seamless except for finding friends. I’m lucky—I found some while volunteering at a food kitchen. But being a liberal, passionately interested in politics and women’s rights is a tough sell among all the red-hat right wingers who are the most obvious inhabitants in a rural place.
And the modern world is setting people up for more loneliness - no real person on the end of a business call, self check-outs at the supermarket, ordering goods on-line. Sad!
What an inspiring story! I love that Wanda had the courage to reach out, and that her neighbor not only responded, but brought cupcakes! Sometimes when I am feeling lonely, I get busy and bake something to share with a neighbor who helps me with home repairs. Another friend who has a beautiful garden, takes bouquets of her beautiful flowers to the food pantry where she volunteers. Food, flowers, books all make wonderful reasons to reach out and share a bit of ourselves and touch someone's life.
This is really heartwarming. Thanks for sharing!
In Melbourne, there is a home visitation program for elders who are alone. I visit two southern Italian women who are widows with plenty of kids who rarely visit. Sometimes it's a chore, like your daily phone calls, but I remind myself that it's not about me. That 90 year old is inspiring.
A beautiful, heart-warming story. Thank you for sharing 🩷
Thanks, Melinda. Your book sounds wonderful. I'll have to check it out.
Sue, my new book is about the value of friendships across 20 or more years, a gift for both parties. In it, I write about nine women I’ve known who lived to their 90s and 100s. https://www.amazon.com/Wisdom-Whisperers-Golden-Guides-Laughter/dp/1640657134/ref=asc_df_1640657134?tag=hyprod-20&linkCode=df0&hvadid=692875362841&hvpos=&hvnetw=g&hvrand=13058189820930804291&hvpone=&hvptwo=&hvqmt=&hvdev=m&hvdvcmdl=&hvlocint=&hvlocphy=9060351&hvtargid=pla-2281435180458&psc=1&mcid=669c0d3537b73ebc88c6ca782b96592b&hvocijid=13058189820930804291-1640657134-&hvexpln=73&dplnkId=416353d5-025a-4ee3-bd54-31d331f00968&nodl=1
Loved this. I live in a house in the woods, too. Adapting to rural life has been seamless except for finding friends. I’m lucky—I found some while volunteering at a food kitchen. But being a liberal, passionately interested in politics and women’s rights is a tough sell among all the red-hat right wingers who are the most obvious inhabitants in a rural place.
So true. I have to tread carefully when it comes to talking about politics.
What a lovely piece about connection🥰
Thank you, Sheila.
And the modern world is setting people up for more loneliness - no real person on the end of a business call, self check-outs at the supermarket, ordering goods on-line. Sad!
You are so right, Lou. Scary.
My love to John. Wish I could give you both a big hug.
Living alone is lonely some times..even in an apartment building.
John is amazing. I wish you were here, too. Living alone is definitely lonely sometimes.
I am very very keen to become your friend. Though I live in Lahore. Far far away from where you live
but through interent we can cross fertilize our ideas as you are such a nice and lovely person. Is it possible?
Of course.