You might remember that I became the caretaker for the church seniors group last year. If you have a very good memory you might remember my surprise when I bought cards for them to write in and they all took them home.
Today I changed my approach and took a bunch of photos. The plan this time is to put a photo of the group on a card and send the cards to people they nominate as a way of saying "we are thinking of you"
I call it the seniors group because it's a term we all understand but it is really a remnant of an old traditional Salvation Army group called the "Home League"
The Home League wasn't intended for old ladies, it was like a support group for home makers, with mentoring relationships developing between older and younger members of the group.
In many places the Home League has gone the way of the dodo, a casualty of changed times so I am proud to be involved with this group, not because it's a surviving tradition but because they embody the core idea. Nearly everyone has a struggle with age, disability or mental illness and some are quite severe but they come every week and take an interest in each other's lives, listening to the health concerns, long winded stories and off topic comments with patience and love. It all takes place with a lace table cloth, fancy napkins and a sit down morning tea. The tea is not self serve but poured by one for the others.
It's not modern and sexy. It's better than that.