By Ellyn Mantell
This is certainly not news, but it is worth reiterating. Community is comfort for all ages, but particularly for those of us wishing to age gracefully and fully. I am reminded of the concept of communes when I was a teen. Hippies gathered and used whatever they did best to support and prosper together. Some were gardeners, while some were builders. Some baked bread and others made soups par excellence. I was never attracted to the commune life, but I understood the concept of people supporting each other.
As we age, we need people more than ever. Independent or Assisted Living facilities serve a wonderful purpose by bringing people at like stages together, helping them grow with each other. Playing games, coloring together, singing songs, and exercising bring a spirit to the group, and shared experiences bring us closer. Music and art are commonalities that often awaken the spirit, as well.
Recently, the community in which we live had a fundraiser for a cancer research foundation. For months, the buzz was about the original play that featured many of our friends. We saw them rush to rehearsals, chat among themselves when running into each other, and giggle about something we had to wait to experience. They created their own smaller community within our larger one. As the days drew closer, everyone was talking about attending the show…which night, which seats?
The night of the show was electrified! Standing Room Only was all that was left for those who were late to purchase seats. The energy was terrific and the performers had to do little more than open their mouths when the audience was involved. Why? Not because we knew anything about the show, but because we knew the performers and we wanted them to do well. We admired their dedication and devotion. We had meals with them and played cards, golf and mah jongg with them. And they were creating something together. We wanted to be involved with that energy, as well.
As the show ended, we were all on our feet cheering and whistling. We sang a few songs together, the words on the screen as one would see at Karaoke. We left the clubhouse with a wonderful feeling of belonging. We belonged to a group of people, and we belonged hugging and high-fiving everyone. We felt very fortunate knowing that we supported the fundraiser and each other and that we came together for the good of others. We knew that if we needed support at another time, it would be there. That is community, and as we age, it is ever more important and quite beautiful!