For anybody who knows me, they would know I am fascinated by older people…Im talking about the priceless people who often get left in the nursing homes. Today I had the privilege of hanging out with some of them and it was awesome!
This morning I decided to go for a drive with my mum down to Wollongong to get some yummy fresh loaves of bread. Yes, I will travel and hour and half for yummy bread. Anyway on my way back my mum noticed there was a Fete on at a church on the corner of one of the roads we were heading back on. So we pulled in and found some treasures. But the treasures I didnt expect to find were 3 older gentleman who shared their lives with me in the half an hour I spent with them and treated me like only a true gentleman would.
My 3 stooges were selling their books and CD’s at the Fete. Now Ive been to lots of Fetes in my time and you could tell that the books on the table meant something to the people who were selling them. One moment which took my breath away was when I bought a book called “Century” which was square and the thickness of two of your bed pillows stuck together! It was huge! When I looked inside the book it was filled with a Century of travesties that have occurred across time but the photography captured is insane. But what blessed me was that the 85 year old man who sold it to me used to own it and had been a part of some of the photographs in that book. And before he sold it to me he warned me about the content (bless his soul) so I didn’t get a shock when I took it home to read. Not only that, but he shed a tear as he gave it to me.
The other two stooges were so lovely. One wanted to give everything to me for so cheap and the other – his name was Lorry. At 90 years of age he was living the life onwards and upwards and by the end of our chat, he wanted to be my chauffeur and take the goodies I bought to the car.
As older people do, they love to share their stories. He told me about the loss of his 4 month old and his 5 year old child whilst he shed a tear for his loss. To think at 90 he still carried such heartache kinda stunned me a little. But the hug he gave me at the end gave me reassurance that he was going to be ok.
At the end of my chat with my stooges, I inadvertently called them all “awesome” to which they just laughed because no one had ever called them that before. But that half an hour in my day, in the little detail I have given you, changed my world and reminded me of how awesome people can be!
Maybe your story will never be told in the pages of a book, but never think that someone wont benefit from hearing it. I know the stories that came from the 3 lives I met today have impacted my life forever…
Love you Lorry and my two other stooges…
xxannapoppins
Christian Upgrade 
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