Americans are getting older but not in the way our parents and grandparents did. We are living longer, healthier, more active lives.
The face of America is changing. Look around you. We are all getting older. It’s not just happening in our neighborhood but around the world; populations most everywhere are showing signs of aging. Just two or three decades ago, when a person had gray hair and moved a little slower then the rest of us, we called them old or elderly. They were retirees, wore strange clothes, baked cookies, and chased us off their lawns. We called them grandma and grandpa, ma’am and sir. Sometimes we were even scared of them. We never imagined one day we would be the one the grocery bagger would be calling ma’am. But here we are.

There has been a major shift in perceptions and the way we talk and think about growing old. Now words like senior citizen, old or elderly have negative connotations, conveying an attitude based on stereotypes of sickness and some degree of helplessness. In reality this couldn’t be further from the truth. All the advances made in medical technology and a shift in attitudes about the aging process have made today’s seniors a breed apart from their predecessors just a generation or two ago. Most folks over 50 are vibrant and full of life. Many work well past retirement age because they want to stay active and connected to the world and feel like they have something to contribute. They sure don’t act like our grandparents did. What they are not is useless, sickly or helpless.

So how should we refer to these seniors in a way that reflects respect, compassion and understanding? When I teach people in our community how to be empathetic to the needs of seniors during senior sensitivity training, we discuss at length, just what do you call older people? There are several schools of thought. One suggests

Why should we bother to see beyond labels, beyond the graying hair, the slowing gait and the creases? As I near my own senior hood, I know that if we look only at the outer wrappings of a person we miss the best elements, ones that may not be so obvious.

What do I see when I cross paths with someone from a previous generation? I see experience, wisdom and history. I see people who helped create many of the vibrant institutions we enjoy today. I see innovators who made our lives change for the better. I see soldiers and sailors who lived through world wars and preserved democracy. I see a generation that experienced change beyond comprehension. I see grandmothers and mothers who nurtured us to adulthood. I see a generation who taught us to expect more from ourselves then we ever thought possible. And I want to say thank you because without these folks, our world would be a vastly different place.

About the Author

Karen S. Sieczka considers herself a renaissance woman, one with many interests. Her background includes working as a community educator, an entrepreneur, a researcher, a website content developer, a budding photographer, an advocate for seniors, literacy and early education, as well as a desktop publisher. Underlying her myriad pursuits is an enduring love of the written word and a need to express her unique view of the world with humor and wit. Karen is available for freelance writing and publications development. Contact her at spatarok@hotmail.com for further information.