Saturday,November 25 2006, must have been the most dreadful day for the 87year old gentleman whom we used to call Uncle George since we were kids. That evening I got a call from him and over the phone between sobs he said “Doctor, Aunty Grace is dead. I’m scared, don’t know what to do. I’m all alone now ….”
He was not able to continue futrher.All I could do was to console him over the phone and headed to visit him as soon as I could.
When I arrived at his place he came forward, hugged and cried. That was the first time I have ever seen tears in his eyes. As I had said earlier, God’s greatest gift to him was his perpetual cheerfulness. Even between sobs I could see him trying to laugh.
He kept on repeating that he is all alone and there is no one to keep him company. After the funeral was over, he insisted to stay in his house all alone so that he could continue to live with all the fond memories of his wife of sixty long years. In fact he had made arrangements to celebrate his 60th wedding anniversary on 28 December 2006 but the Lord had other plans for him instead. I still remember what he told me at our meeting a year ago,“This year I am 86 and my wife is 82.If we can live till 28.12.06 we will be married for 60 years and we can live to celebrate our diamond jubilee. Yes, you know doctor true love begins when we grow old; I think I love my wife more than I first met her. But soon we will have to part”.Yes, now the time he dreaded most had come. The dearest love and the better half of his for sixty years had parted and he is all alone in this world.This is how he described his nightmare in the days following the loss of his wife: “The thoughts of her haunt me all the time.I have no appetite and have sleepless nights since she left me. I start crying all the time.” He kept writing to me week after week narrating how he was finding it hard to forget her which I think he has no reason to do so. He prayed and prayed every night that God will unite him soon with his wife.
“ I pray the good Lord will take me soon as I feel lost now living alone,” he wrote in one of his letters.
He even went to the extent in saying how he wished he could embalm the body of his wife and place it in a glass coffin so that he can keep seeing her all the time. I was really touched by depth of his love for his wife.
The greatest fear of man is his loneliness, more so when it comes at the twilight of his life when he is drained out of all his physical strength. Uncle George keeps on harping on this fear factor that is taking a great toll on his health at the twilight of his life. He was so grateful and appreciative of those who visit aor even telephone him.
He said “Thank you for your telephone calls, it really cheers me up to hear you and your dear lady’s voice when I feel so lonely and sad.”
Uncle George is just one fine example. There are hundreds, probably thousands of such lonely people around us – in our neighborhood, in our place of work and even in our own families. Many of us may be too busy with our work that we do not recognize them although they are in our midst yearning for our company.
In a world where marriage is not sacred anymore and couples resort to divorce for the slightest problem, sometimes very trivial, the love of Uncle George for his wife of sixty years should touch us in many ways. We should be resolved to emulate him in our lives as well. It further strengthens my firm belief that our spouse is God’s specially selected gift to us and we must treasure them till deaths do us apart.I hope many, especially married couples, would visit Uncle George not just to console him but to learn from his experiences of sixty years of happily married life. We ask God to bless Uncle George with many more years of healthy life so that he can continue to be a shining example for us all. Dr.Chris Anthony
Love begins when we grow old9/20/2006 – 6:00 AM PSTBy Dr. Chris Anthony
Butterworth,
Malaysia
Op/Ed
Catholic Online On a recent trip back home, I happened to meet an elderly gentleman, whom we fondly call, Uncle George I have not met him for many years. I used to know him since I was a schoolboy. As school children we used to accompany him to visit the sick in hospital and also visit the St.Vincent de Paul society adoptee in their homes. In fact it was these hospital visits with him that in a way inspired me to take up medicine as a career. His greatest gift was his perpetual cheerfulness. As a matter of fact we have never seen him angry or sad. Because of this gift of his he was well liked by all, especially the children. Even now amidst all his problems he still is cheerful as ever. He now lives alone with his wife, both in their eighties, and spends all his time taking care of her, who is now handicapped due to an accident. He still cycles out to town, few miles away, several times a day to get food for himself and his wife. I greeted him and invited him to join my wife and me for breakfast. His meal cost me just a few dollars. He told us about his family and his wife who happened to be rather sickly of late. We wished him well and left. A week later I was surprised to receive a letter from him praising me and my wife with such fantastic words, praises that we don’t really deserve. The following paragraph in his letter really touched me and my wife. I quote, “This year I am 86 and my wife is 82.If we can live till 28.12.06 we will be married for 60 years and we can live to celebrate our diamond jubilee. Yes, you know doctor true love begins when we grow old; I think I love my wife more than I first met her. But soon we will have to part”. A mere two dollars, few encouraging words and the willingness to listen was all that was needed to touch a life in the form of Uncle George. In return his invaluable experience of “TRUE LOVE” managed to touch us deeply. His experience in life is a reminder to us that love, contrary to what we think, never fades, it only grows with time. This reinforces by fervent belief that there are still lot of good things in life that cannot be obtained with money and power and that, is the greatest gift of God to us. I was very touched by the love and care the elderly gentleman had for his sickly wife of 60 years that I wrote to our local Catholic Weekly, Herald and the editor decided to publish my story. This brought many old friends and relatives to visit Uncle George and his wife. Uncle George kept on writing letter after letter praising and thanking us for the “great” things we had done for them. We revisited elderly couple a few weeks later and were surprised at what we witnessed. Uncle George and auntie Grace were overjoyed to have visitors who came after seeing the above story in the Herald. They were particularly grateful to Herald for publishing those letters. There were also numerous phone calls from long lost friends and relatives. I could virtually see the glow of happiness in their faces. These were the things that he really longed for. I hope more will continue to visit uncle and his wife. Their request to us all is simple. This is what he said: “It is not money, gifts or food that we need. All we ask for is the love of fellow humans to spare some time for elderly people like us who are so lonely”. In my conversation with them I realized they had a great fear of loneliness. They have everything they need – house, food, and clothing –but all they long for is the company of people, children, grandchildren and friends. This experience led us to look out for many others who are also in similar situations. I understand that the fear of loneliness is not peculiar to this couple. Many other elderly couples also share similar sentiments.. The strange thing is that this fear was also there when we were children, but our parents were there to console and reassure us. But when our parents are in the twilight of their lives, we as children are not there to comfort them and allay their fears. We are too busy and preoccupied with our jobs and families. There are hundreds, may be thousands, of uncles George scattered all over in our parishes, living in loneliness and fear of imminent death not of themselves but of their spouse. They are desperately yearning for our love. All we need is to spare some time for them. As Christians are we on the look out for such people who yearn for our love and affection? Some of us may be too busy with our work that we do not recognize them although they are in our midst. All we do is recite a few decades of the rosary or offer a short prayer, but is that enough? Christ I’m would expect more from us than that. Our priests and religious must take the lead. They must lead us, the laity, to search and reach out to the hundreds of such people in our parish. These days the priests are increasingly seen as mere administrators of church rituals which by them serve no purpose without any substance. As people of God let’s rally behind our pastors in search of those in need and extend the love that Christ has bestowed upon. Very often we are quick to anoint the sick and dying when in coma and subsequently give them a grand funeral, rather than being supportive and be with him when he was alive earlier. Let’s be more willing to share our love with the living rather than the dead. In a world where marriage is not sacred anymore and couples resort to divorce for the slightest problem, the love of Uncle George for his ailing wife of 60 years touched me in many ways. I am resolved to emulate him in my life as well. It further strengthens my firm belief that our spouse is Christ’s selected gift to us and we must treasure them till deaths do us apart. All couples intending to get married, those having marital problems and want to rejuvenate the fading love in marriage should make a visit to Uncle George and his wife and I’m sure they will be able to touch you as well.
16 April 2006Love begins when we grow old
The Penang Diocese Lenten theme for this year is Touch a life. I was contemplating how I was going to touch a life when I received an inspiring letter from an elderly gentleman, whom we used to fondly call Uncle George since we were kids. As a young man, in the sixties, he was an active member of Parish of St Joseph, Batu Gajah, Perak.His greatest gift was his perpetual cheerfulness. As a matter of fact we have never seen him angry or sad. Because of this gift of his he was well liked by all, especially the children.As school children we used to accompany him to visit the sick in hospital and also visit the SVDP adoptees in their homes. In fact it was these hospital visits with him that in a way inspired me to take up medicine as a career.
He now lives alone with his wife, both in their eighties, and spends all his time taking care of her, as she is now handicapped due to an accident. He still cycles out to town several times a day to get food for himself and his wife. On a recent trip back home I happened to meet Uncle George after many years and all I did was to buy him a simple breakfast costing just RM2.20, and chatted with him. A week later I was surprised to receive a letter from him praising me and my wife with such fantastic words and praises that we don’t really deserve. The following paragraph in his letter really touched me and my wife. I quote: “This year I am 86 and my wife is 82. If we can live till 28.12.06 we will have been married for 60 years and we can live to celebrate our diamond jubilee. Yes, you know, doctor, true love begins when we grow old; I think I love my wife more now than when I first met her. But soon we will have to part”. A mere two ringgit, few encouraging words and the willingness to listen was all that was needed to touch a life in the form of Uncle George. In return his invaluable experience of “TRUE LOVE” managed to touch us deeply.
This reinforces my fervent belief that there are still a lot of good things in life that cannot be obtained with money and power and love, is the greatest gift of God to us. All couples intending to get married, those having marital problems and want to rejuvenate the fading love in marriage should make a visit to Uncle George and his wife and I’m sure they will be able to touch you as well.
Let’s go out to look for more Uncles George
This is the follow up of my letter on Uncle George “Love grows when we grow old” (Herald April 16). Indeed I am glad for the wonderful contribution on Uncle George by Peter Wong, “Uncle George is the best!” (Herald May 7).
Uncle George and auntie Grace were overjoyed to have visitors who came after seeing the above letters in the Herald. They were particularly grateful to Herald for publishing those letters. There were also numerous phone calls from long lost friends and relatives. I could virtually see the glow of happiness in their faces. These were the things that he really longed for.
I hope more will continue to visit uncle and his wife. Their request to us all is simple. This is what he says: “It is not money, gifts or food that we need. All we ask for is the love of fellow humans to spare some time for elderly people like us who are so lonely”.
There are hundreds, may be thousands, of uncles George scattered all over in our parishes, living in loneliness and fear of imminent death not of themselves but of their spouse. They are desperately yearning for our love. All we need is to spare some time for them. As Christians are we on the look out for such people who yearn for our love and affection? Some of us may be too busy with our work that we do not recognize them although they are in our midst.
Our priests must take the lead. They must lead us, the laity, to search and reach out to the hundreds of such people in our parish. These days the priests are increasingly seen as mere administrators of church rituals which by them serve no purpose without any substance. As people of God let’s rally behind our pastors in search of those in need and extend the love that Christ has bestowed upon.
Very often we are quick to anoint the sick and dying when in coma and subsequently give them a grand funeral, rather than being supportive and be with him when he was alive earlier. Let’s be more willing to share our love with the living rather than the dead.