As kids I would play fun card games like Old Maid or Go Fish with friends and family, Black Jack and Texas Hold’m came much later, but I need to admit – I am a very poor loser. I hated being the old maid because my brother would tease me until I cried.
Call me an old softie but I hate the thought of being the last person in any situation. Being the old maid, doesn’t necessarily mean an old lady that never found the love of her life. Anyone who is the last, surviving person of their family (male or female) can be classified as the old maid. It can also means; taking the last piece of cake, cookie, or candy just so you don’t have to wrap it up and put away just one piece. When you are the last of anything, it is sad.
I find these 3 types of client’s very emotionally hard, but very satisfy, to help. They are;
- I need help, my children are too busy;
- I physically cannot do this and my family doesn’t live close enough to help me;
- I have no one to help me, I am all alone.
This last category is the one I feel badly for because they need the most help. Part of my problem is often cannot afford my services although they absolutely need it or they do not know that there are people who can and will help them through their life changing transition. Older people, without family are often forgotten in today’s fast paced world. They are not tuned in to the internet, without all the toys most of us consider important to everyday life. They are independent, proud people who have had lead successful and independent lives, but their only fault is they are old and have outlived friends and family and have no friendly support system to help. Because they are old, they are often thought to be strange and difficult, they do not understand what’s going on or how to physical deal with what’s happening to them. Being all alone in the world is a very scary and sad.
These people have been there for their relatives and friends through similar situations. Now they are the last ones alive and they need help now. I understand why my Grandmother kept asking God to take her when she buried her last child and realized that she had lost all she ever had.
If you know someone who like this, please let them know that there is help for them. Services are available to help them manage their situations. Don’t let them be alone, help them find the right resources for their particular situation.