Article July 3, 2006 Issue

Turning 'alone' into 'all one'

BY DORA E. HENRY

I WAS THE FIFTH of six children and was thought to be "a delicate child." A niece of mine recently asked me how I managed to reach the age of 95. I told her that I don't think of life and things materially. I said I think about the beautiful things of life. I like to think peaceful thoughts, thoughts of joy and gratitude, like those I get from poetry and music, and in prayer. I love how these thoughts tell me about God and His message of love for each of us. That is where I find splendor in the passing days.

Today's world is so noisy. Outdoors you hear cars, trucks, lawn mowers, and airplanes. Inside there are household appliances, air conditioners, and TVs. I think we need to seek and enjoy the gifts of solitude wherever we may be.

Where I live in a sheltered care facility, there are many people who are "late in life." One of my neighbors just turned 100. I think about the hours we spend alone, and the depressing thoughts that can come in those hours. Many who live in sheltered care are not able to read anymore, and many things—all their cooking and cleaning and laundry—are done for them. That can make them feel alone and not useful.