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    Last week, as a Sierra Club volunteer, I went camping with 15 teenagers.  They are recent Hispanic immigrants, attend Baltimore City Public Schools and are part of an after-school program in Fells Point sponsored by the Baltimore City Health Department.
    “Muy pequeno” English was spoken, so all of my bodily movement and facially expressive skills were on display.  This was challenging, interesting and seemed worthwhile to try to connect young people adrift in a society full of obstacles to a resource which is mostly free and provides a grounding and uplifting experience.
    Over Labor Day, my family of origin will have a large reunion to meet those with whom we may never have associated a face with a name and to celebrate the multi-generational journey of our ‘mishpacha’ on these shores.  A century from when my ancestors disembarked to these young people and their families pouring in.
    From my ager perspective in the middle, I see backwards and forwards.  That’s the thing; we expect there to be a forward movement.  For these travelers, leaving home to emigrate to a new land probably seemed like little or no choice, yet the implicit hope was to wind up someplace better.  They hadn’t counted on all the differences from their parochial culture to this wider world of mega-choices.  They wanted somehow to keep the thread of their known life alive while maximizing benefits in a place of professed boundless opportunity.
    Is this not how it is with us going from the land of early middle to middle middle to late middle and finally to what is preciously ironically known as ‘young senior.’  This used to be defined as 65-75, now who knows if 70 is really the new 60 or even 50?  Chronological time pulls us forward, but emotional realities cling to the past.  We step each day into an unchartered era haunted by the specter of decline of one faculty or another that we have depended upon our whole lives.
    And yet, tenaciously, we strain to hold onto our ‘real’ self, the person we have always been.  This is the young woman who danced at the prom, although now maybe our knee hurts after walking two blocks. But her essence is alive within us, the desire to be in synch with the music, lively, interactive, finding the lightness and flow of existence.  This is the man who was stalwart and decisive in his career and now has trouble figuring out which shoes to put on, yet who still likes to be treated with respect, even deference.
    Present circumstances do not drown out former ‘zeitgeists’ we spent years evolving.  We yearn for recognition of what once was most active and now still lives within.  For those who meet us today, we say come closer, look at me, behold my essence and relate to that, not to the sore knee or vague sense of focus.  This is what’s most imperative for those who seek to be caregivers to the elderly, whether relatives or paid workers.  They need to really see and comprehend the person within while being tender with the compromised body/mind that is their charge.
    Unless we stay put in our land of birth or never grow up beyond middle adulthood, this is the journey we all must take, going forward as dreams and the passage of time pull us and hoping to find consideration and compassion that amplifies the essence of whom we have always known ourselves to be.

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