COURAGE
Is there anything more amazing than courage? Here, where I live at the Vintage Golden Gate assisted living for seniors facility, courage is common- place. No longer young, we drum up the will to carry on for another day and yet another. Shakespeare said, “Courage counteth with occasion.” How true! Many a morning I wrestled with my thoughts about getting out of bed after a night’s sleep. But each time, as do most of us, I put one foot down on the floor followed by another and meet the rising sun head on for one more day.
Being of comparatively good health, it humbles me to watch the frail members of our community come to meals, with head held high, determined to carry on in quiet dignity for one more slice of life. Plato called courage a kind of salvation. It’s as if we are being rewarded for those times long gone when we had the courage to overcome some obstacle enabling us to keep up the fight.
“There’s an old saying attributed to Napoleon, “Courage is like love, it must have hope for nourishment.” The residents at Vintage themselves are a never-ending source of hope that provides us the courage to keep going. Tall or bent, well or ailing, each member of our community paints a picture of courage, a confirmation that with hope and comradeship life is worth all of its blessings and travails. Never give up!
Let us give thanks that after a long voyage packed with experiences, both good and bad, our ship has pulled into a harbor, safe and serene, where we have debarked to spend our final days among helping hands of good will and cheer. We are where we are because of the myriad of choices that confronted us along the way. For me, I am at rest with my fate. For me, Vintage is a pleasant taste of what’s to come. My sense of gratitude has no bounds for the good fortune I’ve known. My journey has ended and the view is most pleasing.