We often say we value our elders, but do our actions show it? Too often, when seniors can no longer participate fully — in church, community groups or social circles — they become invisible. Out of sight, out of mind. 

My mother was a vibrant part of her church for more than 20 years. She sang in the choir, served on boards and became known for sending daily cards — celebrating, encouraging and comforting others. But when she could no longer attend in person, due to cognitive decline, the cards stopped — not from her, but to her. The phone fell silent. The community she gave so much to seemed to forget she existed. 

This isn’t just her story. Across our towns, countless seniors feel the sting of being ignored, as though their value ended when their usefulness did. Yet our elders carry wisdom, perspective and love that cannot be replaced. When they are gone, a whole library of lived experience disappears with them. 

We must ask: are we living by “Do unto others as you would have them do unto you”? Or have we quietly shifted to “What can others do for me?” 

The elderly are not a burden; they are our history, our teachers and our family. A call, a card, a prayer — these small gestures restore dignity and connection. Let’s not forget those who once poured themselves into us.

Dawna-Jean Turchon
Benton