I love spending time with other elderly people. When my husband died a year ago, I stopped spending time with anyone. I was at home by myself for over a year. I didn’t spend my time doing anything either. I just watched TV all day and accepted that my life would never be the same with my Ken. He was the love of my life. He was my happiness. We were together for sixty years before he passed and honestly, he was the only person in the world that I really truly cared about.
When my Ken left me, I accepted that I would never have a friend or companion ever again. I definitely wouldn’t fall in love again, but I doubted that I would have a friend either. No one could replace my love and I didn’t have the energy to meet anyone. I think I became depressed without realising it. My children told me they were sending me to a centre focused on positive behaviour support in the Adelaide CBD because they wanted me to start recovering after Ken’s death. I’ll admit it, I didn’t want to go. I didn’t want to leave the home that my Kenny and I made a life in. But my kids wanted me to and I owed them that much.
Now I absolutely love it. I spend time with other elderly people in my area every day. We have become our own little family. Everyone has lost someone close to them. Some are widows, some are widowers and too many have lost their own children. Everyone here seeking comprehensive positive behaviour support is doing so for a specific reason.
Even though we have all felt a lot of pain in our years, we have become like our own little family. I know a lot about all of them and they know a lot about me. They also know a lot about my Ken.