This reading was lovingly written by Elizabeth Clark and is from the perspective of someone who is coping with declining health.  It is meant as a Thank you to those who provide love and patience towards these remarkable people.

Blessed are they who understand my faltering step and shaking  hand.

Blessed, who know my ears today must strain to catch the things they say.

Blessed are they who seem to know my eyes are dim and my mind is slow.

Blessed are those who looked away, I spilled my tea on the cloth that day.

Blessed are they who know the way to bring back memories of yesterday.

Blessed are they who never say, “you’ve told that story twice today”

Blessed are they who make it known that I’m loved, respected and not alone.

And blessed are those who will ease the days of my journey, in loving ways.

Being respected and treated with dignity is something we all want. Age does not deminsh this need. Blessed are those who not only recognize this, but act upon it.