Humor Helps

I spent Sunday evening visiting with my grandparents — my grandfather is 92 and my grandmother is 87.  We spent the entire time laughing, my grandfather is hilarious.  He made jokes about getting older, he made jokes about the time he spent in the nursing home, and he made jokes about the medic alert bracelet he wears on his arm.  He made jokes about the number of pills they take each day and how neither of them believe the medicine is doing them any good.  He made jokes about the hiccups, swollen ankles and memory lapses.  He made jokes about how young people think they know everything.  He made jokes about why they get up at 6 am every morning although they have no where to go and nothing to do… On the way home I remember thinking that maybe getting old is not so bad after all.   

Encouragement Always.