“It’s raining outside. I hate the rain!” complained Charlie.
“Look, its starting to freeze, soon winter will be here. Nothing I hate more than winter!”
“The snow, its covering the window, can’t see a damn thing!”
“Will you shut your trap? All you do is complain about what’s happening outside your damn window. At least you are strong enough to look out the window, not stuck here in the bed too weak to move like me!” said Charlie’s roommate, an old man on the verge of death.
Conversations like this are common in Sunnyville Retirement Home.
This bleak reminder of what is to come for many is my entry into this week’s Friday Fictioneers. This Holiday season, try to take some time to visit someone living in a retirement home. Many of the residents of these homes have no family around them, and often spend their Christmas and other holidays alone.