HumanKind.. Be Both

Hahaaaa - OMG, that's hilarious. :D

Okay, I'll play. While I don't think this adds to the original intent of GG's original post, it does follow up on the humor and tenderness we can seek in a relationship as we age...

Another couple, in their 70's as well as chance would have it, are making love in their marriage bed of 50+ years. The wife says to her husband, "Dear, my heart is beginning to flutter!"

"That means I still have it!", replies her husband.

"Yes you do, dear, but I mean for real! Let's finish up then go to see my doctor."

Fast forward a few hours to their local hospital. The wife has just completed a thorough examination as her husband waits eagerly for news in the waiting room.

Her doctor emerges with a look of seriousness that startles the husband, and sits beside him. "Sir, I've examined your wife and she has acute angina."

Smiling now, the husband whispers back to the doctor's ear, "And her tits are still pretty good, too!"

*rim shot*
 
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Thank you CJ for sharing.
And ToungeLust, that is unexpectedly lovely. Thank you,

I'm staying with my aunt for a couple of days and she started talking about the nicest things that have happened to her lately. As I listen, I realize that every one of them involves touch..
A person held her hand
A person settled her with an embrace
A person let her hold a child

My aunt has recently learned that her cancer is terminal and has suggested that it is the reason she craves simple human contact. I don't know though.
What would happen if you made it a point to touch someone everyday? Not that Pervy touch that we also like.. But a sincere act of human connection.

I'm going to do it.. And not just at work. I think each of us should.


I am so sorry about your Aunt...She is so lucky to have such a compassionate, warm and giving soul like you in her orbit...I hope your days together are really special and touching...Treasure them closely...

I agree...touch is so healing and comforting...I am a touch person so to speak...I am a hugging person and a hand holder by nature...I guess we dont always know the impact our touch gives...It got me thinking about how I feel when I receive...

For me it instantly soothes and comforts...friend, loved one or stranger...Last week I was getting a foot massage here with my regular lady...She does not speak English, but could tell I was feeling blue ...When the massage was over she gave me a kiss on my hand and rubbed my back when I got up...I cannot tell you how wonderful, comforting and touched that made me feel...In that moment, I didnt feel so alone...

Touch...magic...we must all give more...I realize there are people who dont like it as well, so it is something we have to take in mind...but I feel the majority truly need it and crave it...:heart::heart:
 
Thank you CJ for sharing.
And ToungeLust, that is unexpectedly lovely. Thank you,

I'm staying with my aunt for a couple of days and she started talking about the nicest things that have happened to her lately. As I listen, I realize that every one of them involves touch..
A person held her hand
A person settled her with an embrace
A person let her hold a child

My aunt has recently learned that her cancer is terminal and has suggested that it is the reason she craves simple human contact. I don't know though.
What would happen if you made it a point to touch someone everyday? Not that Pervy touch that we also like.. But a sincere act of human connection.

I'm going to do it.. And not just at work. I think each of us should.

First, let me say that my heart goes out to you and your aunt, and to everyone who loves her. I'll wish for a miracle, but hope for some peace however it must come.

So I'm gonna try this. I'll let you know if it makes a difference anywhere. I'll let your attorney know if I get fired. ;)
(Seriously, though... totally gonna do it.)
 
Sometimes when we care for other people, it's easy to see their needs as more important. I had this patient today.. He'd called the police and EMS to take him away from his daughter's home "because she's taking everything." I don't know how she kept her cool. Actually, she didn't keep her cool. After the initial assessment, it turns out that the man had an accident at work about 30 years ago and has suffered tremendous loss over the years as a result. Most recently, he was told that he can no longer live alone and he moved in with his daughter.

He really doesn't know how to grieve the loss of his independence..
but she lost hers too when she agreed to let him live with her.

As the 3 of us talked about it, tears began to roll down his face. At that point, there really isn't much you can do besides sit, listen, and give a little back rub..
And tell her that she deserves a night off.. maybe even a couple of weeks.
 
Sometimes when we care for other people, it's easy to see their needs as more important. I had this patient today.. He'd called the police and EMS to take him away from his daughter's home "because she's taking everything." I don't know how she kept her cool. Actually, she didn't keep her cool. After the initial assessment, it turns out that the man had an accident at work about 30 years ago and has suffered tremendous loss over the years as a result. Most recently, he was told that he can no longer live alone and he moved in with his daughter.

He really doesn't know how to grieve the loss of his independence..
but she lost hers too when she agreed to let him live with her.

As the 3 of us talked about it, tears began to roll down his face. At that point, there really isn't much you can do besides sit, listen, and give a little back rub..
And tell her that she deserves a night off.. maybe even a couple of weeks.

^^^I love this lady. GG, you have helped me commit to being more willing to touch others, and to look outside my own selfish needs to the needs of those around me.
:rose::rose::rose:
 
Research shows that repeated acts of kindness:

Makes you happier.
Improves your immune system and health.
Lowers the rate of depression .
Makes you feel more creative.
Causes employees to want to work harder for employers.
Increases the endogenous opioids in the brain, giving us a natural high.
Create the feeling of “emotional warmth,” producing the hormone oxytocin which in turn helps reduce blood pressure and protects the heart.
 
Research shows that repeated acts of kindness:

Makes you happier.
Improves your immune system and health.
Lowers the rate of depression .
Makes you feel more creative.
Causes employees to want to work harder for employers.
Increases the endogenous opioids in the brain, giving us a natural high.
Create the feeling of “emotional warmth,” producing the hormone oxytocin which in turn helps reduce blood pressure and protects the heart.

So, with all that, why are there so many jerks? It just doesn't make good sense? lol :D
 
Research shows that repeated acts of kindness:

Makes you happier.
Improves your immune system and health.
Lowers the rate of depression .
Makes you feel more creative.
Causes employees to want to work harder for employers.
Increases the endogenous opioids in the brain, giving us a natural high.
Create the feeling of “emotional warmth,” producing the hormone oxytocin which in turn helps reduce blood pressure and protects the heart.

Reading this makes me realize how short I have fallen...I need to be much kinder and more giving...:rose:
 
I've often said that kindness is often an overlooked characteristic.

Thank you for this thread GGG. It is a good reminder that being kind is timeless.

My father has always been a strict task master. He expected his children, most especially me, to be perfect at everything. We often got punished for not being able to do the simplest of tasks. He expected excellence in school, athletics or any endeavor that he deemed worthy. I grew up resenting him for this and it resulted in an extremely strained relationship.

Now that he's older and in failing health, he has difficulty in performing basic tasks. There were many times wherein I felt like lashing out at him and chastising him for not being able to read his email because the print is tiny (as an example).

I don't know if this falls under *kindness* but I've decided to understand that his abiity to do things does not reflect his desire to actually do them. I've tried to show compassion, practiced patience in helping him when he needs it and our relationship has blossomed now that I'm an adult.

Life is so much better for all of us. My Dad is a happy and well-adjusted senior citizen. LOL!
 
I've often said that kindness is often an overlooked characteristic.

Thank you for this thread GGG. It is a good reminder that being kind is timeless.

My father has always been a strict task master. He expected his children, most especially me, to be perfect at everything. We often got punished for not being able to do the simplest of tasks. He expected excellence in school, athletics or any endeavor that he deemed worthy. I grew up resenting him for this and it resulted in an extremely strained relationship.

Now that he's older and in failing health, he has difficulty in performing basic tasks. There were many times wherein I felt like lashing out at him and chastising him for not being able to read his email because the print is tiny (as an example).

I don't know if this falls under *kindness* but I've decided to understand that his abiity to do things does not reflect his desire to actually do them. I've tried to show compassion, practiced patience in helping him when he needs it and our relationship has blossomed now that I'm an adult.

Life is so much better for all of us. My Dad is a happy and well-adjusted senior citizen. LOL!

You are such a beautiful soul...so proud of you...

Hoping your white butterflies are in abundance...:heart::heart::heart:
 
The white butterlies appear when I need them the most. :heart:

I remember folding the towels.. repeatedly.. because all of the open edges weren't facing the same direction. To this day, I'll refold a towel if I get it backwards. You'd think I would just figure it out already.

When I was 18 and a senior in high school, our Christmas break project was to find one person with whom we wanted a great relationship and actively begin on that journey. I chose my mother, not because it was a bad relationship but there was something that had become strained over the previous few years. I was about 2 months into my project and things were going really well. My mom and I took time to understand each other. I was able to tell her some of the things that had driven me away and she was able to share her hopes and fears about my life.

On March 6, my dad drove me to work. It was just a few miles away and, on Saturdays, I wouldn't drive in case someone else needed the car. I was there about an hour when my manager pulled me to her office and told me I was going home. The neighbor was there to get me, my dad was already at the hospital. My mom was gone within 24 hours..

and I guess I'm telling you because I truly believe that the one thing that kept me settled was knowing that she and I had taken that time to really be there for one another. Blessings to you, SweetestSophie
 
I remember folding the towels.. repeatedly.. because all of the open edges weren't facing the same direction. To this day, I'll refold a towel if I get it backwards. You'd think I would just figure it out already.

When I was 18 and a senior in high school, our Christmas break project was to find one person with whom we wanted a great relationship and actively begin on that journey. I chose my mother, not because it was a bad relationship but there was something that had become strained over the previous few years. I was about 2 months into my project and things were going really well. My mom and I took time to understand each other. I was able to tell her some of the things that had driven me away and she was able to share her hopes and fears about my life.

On March 6, my dad drove me to work. It was just a few miles away and, on Saturdays, I wouldn't drive in case someone else needed the car. I was there about an hour when my manager pulled me to her office and told me I was going home. The neighbor was there to get me, my dad was already at the hospital. My mom was gone within 24 hours..

and I guess I'm telling you because I truly believe that the one thing that kept me settled was knowing that she and I had taken that time to really be there for one another. Blessings to you, SweetestSophie


Beautiful story Gig, and breaks my heart. Wish I had taken that opportunity with my ma. As my children grow up, I think of it more and more. One never knows when its that time to punch that ticket.
 
I remember folding the towels.. repeatedly.. because all of the open edges weren't facing the same direction. To this day, I'll refold a towel if I get it backwards. You'd think I would just figure it out already.

When I was 18 and a senior in high school, our Christmas break project was to find one person with whom we wanted a great relationship and actively begin on that journey. I chose my mother, not because it was a bad relationship but there was something that had become strained over the previous few years. I was about 2 months into my project and things were going really well. My mom and I took time to understand each other. I was able to tell her some of the things that had driven me away and she was able to share her hopes and fears about my life.

On March 6, my dad drove me to work. It was just a few miles away and, on Saturdays, I wouldn't drive in case someone else needed the car. I was there about an hour when my manager pulled me to her office and told me I was going home. The neighbor was there to get me, my dad was already at the hospital. My mom was gone within 24 hours..

and I guess I'm telling you because I truly believe that the one thing that kept me settled was knowing that she and I had taken that time to really be there for one another. Blessings to you, SweetestSophie

No words, just a big hug.
 
One of the best books of all time is..

Touching: The Human Significance of the Skin by Ashley Montagu

I used to make it "required" reading when I taught childbirth/parenting classes.. but it really isn't a book about birth at all. If you like scientific backing, it's really a great read.
 
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