Saturday, September 19, 2009

Old lady

I am during one of my longest shifts (an 18hour shift) and decided that it was about time after 16 hours, that I should go out for a bit of fresh air and that is when I noticed her.
Her. An old lady sitting alone on her doorstep. Her hair is messy and dirty. Her eyes are filled with solitude, sadness and tears. She kept rubbing her eyes so that no one will notice that she was crying. This is when I realised that although we are trying to promote a society were the family takes care of the elderly, no one is actually doing so. It is only written on paper.

How lonely can it get???

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