Dear children 亲爱的孩子

My dear children, do not send me or your mother to a nursing home ..... at old age with sound mental faculty.

We have just visited an old friend of 82 years old at a nursing home, begging to go home.

"why do they lock me here?? they are wasting money to put me here .... I can look after myself ..." He was referring to his children, many children..

He is old but mobile and staying alone. The reasons of him being here are: forgetting to take his medications .... every one is busy working，no one to look after him .... he will be well taken care of at the home...

My children, looking after aged parents are never easy, but do not send me to the Home for any of the above reasons. If I forget to take my medication, it is natural .... Let nature take care of me ... God will dim my sight and hearing, slow my movement, dull my mental faculty .... allowing me to leave this world gradually and in peace.

But, if I am senile, you can do whatever you want ...

Do not worry that I am suffering from sickness, from pain or a fall, for not eating, for you not being able to care for me ... It is our life cycle ... birth...age...sickness ...death!

" I want to climb the fence to escape .... I am not happy here .... they stare at me, watching and guarding me ...." He has tried to escape.

Do not imprison me to the Home. At old age, I am not able to adjust to the environment. More than 20 complete strangers under one roof, each has his/her own character. Worse, I have to share a room with five or six of them.

"I don't want to eat or drink ... I want to die!"

My friend is being tortured and tormented mentally. He wants to be home .... where he has been staying for the past many decades .... home sweet home!

Loneliness is the most torturing and painful experience. By sending me to a Home 40 kms away (like my friend), cutting off from old friends that I cling on dearly is grossly cruelty ......

None of the children inform me of his stay in the Home .... despite the fact that we are very close.

My friend's eyes are sunken ... crying and not eating. A trapped soul longing to be free.

My children, do not send me to a nursing home in our old age.

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我亲爱的孩子们，在我或者你们的妈妈年迈的时候，特别是头脑仍然清醒的时候，请不要把我送到老人院或者好听些，疗养院。

我们刚刚到疗养院探访了一位82岁的老朋友，他一直在哀求着要回家。

“为什么他们要把我关在这里？为什么要浪费金钱把我放在这里？我能够照顾自己。。。” 他是在说他的孩子。

他虽然年老，但仍然行动自如，自己独居。他的孩子，他有好多的孩子，把他送进疗养院的理由是：他常常忘记吃药。。。每个孩子都忙着工作。。没人能够看顾他。。这里有专人好好的照顾他。。。

我的孩子，照顾老人绝不是件易事，但请你们不要用以上的任何一个理由把我送到老人院。假如我忘记吃药，这是很自然的事。。天生天养，天主将会渐渐的朦胧我的视觉及听觉，我的行动会缓慢，我的理智会糊涂。。。自然的，我会慢慢的，平安的离开这个世界。

但假如我已是老人痴呆了，那就另当别论，你们可以选择你们的方法。

不要担心我受病痛之苦，或跌倒受伤，不能吃喝，或你们担心不能够照顾我。这是生命的道理：生，老，病，死，是人生必经之路。

“我要爬墙逃出去。。。我在这里非常的不快乐。。。他们瞪我，监视我。。”。他曾尝试过逃走。

不要把我关在疗养院里。老年了，我已经不能够适应这个环境。超过整20个人住在同一窄小的屋檐下，每个人都有个别的性格。更糟的是，我要和五，六个人共住一间房。

“我不要吃，不要喝，饿死就算了！”

我的老朋友活在精神的折腾及痛苦中。他要回家。。。那住了好几十年的家，甜蜜的家！

寂寞是最可怕，最痛苦的体验。假如你把我像我朋友般的，送到四十公里外的疗养院，把我和那仅有的一些老朋友隔开，是非常残忍的举动。

我老朋友的孩子，没有一位通知我他进入疗养院，虽然他们都知道我们是很亲近的。

我的朋友双眼深邃无神。。以泪度日，不想吃，不想喝。一个被锁绑的灵魂，苦等着被释放。

我的孩子，请不要在我们年迈时，送到疗养院去。

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