Blessed are those who remember that the commandments are to honor me,
not patronize me.
Blessed are those who remember that growing old is still growing.
Blessed are those who know that aging is not a sin.
Blessed are those who remember that I am still interested in the present, and that when I talk about the past, it is usually to provide wisdom for the present.
Blessed are those who respect my desire to take care of myself as far and as long as possible.
Blessed are those who realize that dementia is not inevitable always but can be prevented and often reversed.
Blessed are those who do not talk about me in my presence as if I were not there, for they realize that even when I am supposedly senile or have suffered a stroke, I can still hear and perceive, though I may not be able to talk back.
Blessed are those who remember that death is a fact of life and do not insist on compounding my final suffering with the indignity of inhumane mechanical efforts to keep me lingering as a breathing, heart-beating corpse.
Anonymous
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