As I go through a day at work, I find myself listening... a lot! I listen to the sound of clinking plates, the doors shutting, the furnace running, the nurses, the people walking and the buzzer buzzing. As you have read from previous posts, I work with elderly people.
Normally, I am as kind as possible while running around doing chores in a timely matter. But what would happen if we could sit down and listen to these people who have so much wisdom, and so much more experience than my generation combined! What if our generation didn't always voice their opinion, instead we listened and then asked questions? Wouldn't we be smarter, wiser, and maybe more conscious of what we are saying?
Why is it so hard to listen to our elders? Our elders want to fill us with their knowledge so we don't make the the same mistakes as they did. When I get a chance, I try to go into a room and listen to a resident talk about what they did when they were my age. I have heard lots of stories of greatness and heard lots of heartache. Unfortunately, one day these people are no longer going to be with us and we are going to miss them. So even though you have heard the stories of your grandparents and parents a million times, listen again and maybe you'll hear something different.