In this series of posts, I'd like to explore that concept further. How has PTSD and trauma affected and limited my life? What am I dealing with now? And how am I navigating these waters?
But first, let's look at the world of the senior.
|"The Wall" - in the dining room - decorated with the residents' art|
|This one doesn't really need an explanation, now does it?|
These are men and women who have lived their lives well and still are alert and as active as their health issues allow them to be. Each has a unique story to tell. Each had a life before they got old and entered the residence. Each one still has a life to live.
|One of Matriarch Bear's many pieces of artwork|
As sight and hearing have degenerated, many have given up driving and rely on others, usually family members, to provide excursions into the outside world regularly attending church with relatives, family dinners, community events, etc. Matriarch Bear has enjoyed art lessons with one of her cubs, weekly concerts during the summer held alongside the Erie Canal which runs through the town.
|The entrance to the world of Matriarch Bear and my friends at the residence|
These people inspired me while I was visiting them. Memories of that week inspire me now.
So, going back to the original concept, how did I as a survivor of trauma afflicted with complex PTSD and experiencing the severe affects of latent stress fit in with these people? What are the similarities? What causes me to identify so strongly with Matriarch Bear and the other folk I met that week?
Perhaps it is best to leave that answer for tomorrow. Let these people have a post of their own. They deserve it.
My hat goes off to them. My heart goes out to them.