Visiting Casa de Manana felt like visiting an all-inclusive resort and in many ways, that’s exactly what this senior residence resembled. Rooms ranged from single bedrooms to “grand villas”, each with a wonderful view of the La Jolla coast. As we walked down the halls adorned with the residents’ own artwork, the place felt more and more like a luxury resort. But of course, after all, with this luxurious feel also comes a luxurious price... We passed through different rooms dedicated to different activities, from an exercise room where a physical therapist and personal trainer were assisting some residents, a fully-equipped beauty salon, to a dining room where the residents' names were typed on individual name cards and arranged on the tables. As the tour went on, we learned that Casa hosts a myriad of classes and activities for their residents, including painting and even Spanish classes. With all of these activities and resources available to them in such a bright, and welcoming environment, I wasn’t surprised to learn that many of their residents are quite independent and eager to pursue various interests. A resident who epitomizes the level of independence and agency that Casa residents have was a charismatic gentleman we met in the dining room (his name, unfortunately, eludes me). He shared with us a brief window into his life, starting with his early life in Wales and how he had eventually settled in the U.S. Some of the activities he participates in while living in Casa are the painting classes and the choir which he helped start. Casa’s choir began as a small group of residents who met occasionally to sing a few songs for fun. Some residents overheard their singing and asked to join. From there, the group grew from a handful of residents to about thirty today. They were even able to bring in a choir director to work with them! Another resident who also comes to mind when thinking about how independent Casa’s residents are, is Helen. We met Helen at the meet and greet portion of our visit. She told us about her life traveling around the world and I wish we had more time to hear her stories, and was well as those of the other residents who were present for the meet and greet. Naturally, as someone who loves to travel, Helen also wants to learn new languages. Today, Helen is attending Spanish classes provided and taught by the Casa staff. Through the residents we met at Casa, I was reminded that it is never too late to pursue and learn something new, no matter how “old” you are.
We spent this past Saturday on a senior housing tour in downtown San Diego and in North Park. There were more places that offered affordable senior housing in downtown San Diego than I had initially expected. For many of them, we learned about the thoughtful architectural design process that went into creating the buildings. The geographic location was also important in that these buildings were situated near public transportation and even right across the street from facilities that provided essential resources such as the Gary and Mary West Wellness Center. Two of the residences that stood out the most to me were the Potiker Family Senior Residence and the Sara Frances Hometel.
The first stop of our tour was the Potiker Residence, a part of Serving Seniors that provides affordable housing for seniors and also connects them with resources to support their basic needs. At the Potiker Residence, we listened to a presentation by Melinda and Jennifer detailing the programs and services they offered but as well as the obstacles they have encountered and continue to encounter. In an effort to change the current legislation on the federal poverty line (a grossly inaccurate and underestimated value) and how it affects seniors, the Elder Index was introduced which details the actual income seniors need to meet their basic needs. In the presentation, it was said that despite being able to present the index to our legislators, it has since become a “footnote” and no major legislation change has been made. While I’m glad that this information is out there and is actually being appropriately and diligently used by some, it was upsetting to hear that the desired level of impact and change wasn’t quite achieved. On a more optimistic note, there are still many individuals and organizations out there, such as Serving Seniors, that dedicate their work to making sure that seniors, especially those in more vulnerable circumstances, get the help that they need. And now back to the tour… We split up into two groups in touring both the Potiker Residence and the Sara Frances Hometel nearby. The Potiker Residence works with the Sara Frances Hometel in a collaborative effort to provide transitional housing for homeless seniors. When we arrived at the Sara Frances, there was a stark difference in the environment and conditions of the building compared to the Potiker Residence. The air inside the building was thick and smelled of smoke. The small courtyard in the center of the building, despite being an outdoor space, was surrounded by high walls, making it difficult for wind and fresh air to pass through. Michael led us through a narrow hallway to show us a typical single occupancy room and a shared bathroom. The room was vacant at the time and so the furniture wasn’t complete. Even as we filed into and exited the room one at a time, the room already felt pretty cramped. To many, it is likely not the ideal place to live, but to many others, it might be the best and only option they have. We returned to the Potiker Residence to tour their building and we were able to meet one of the residents there, Irene, who warmly welcomed us into her home. She shared with us the events and circumstances, some traumatic, that eventually led to her staying at the Potiker Residence. When discussing her own experience living there, she said to us, “This place saved my life”. I imagine that a similar experience and sense of gratitude for places like Potiker Residence is shared among many of the other residents. But I can’t help but think of others who might not have had that opportunity. There are long waitlists of qualified individuals hoping to get in to one of these units, and I wonder what their living situations are like while they wait; where do they live and in what conditions? How significant is the difference in access to resources between those who are housed in these units and those who are not but are still qualified and entitled to those same resources? Irene’s story was very uplifting and while I’m glad that she and many others like her have been given the chance to improve their lives, there are still many others who haven’t. It’s easy to get overwhelmed by the current state of things, however, I am optimistic that with the efforts and progress being made today by dedicated individuals and organizations, like Serving Seniors, more and more folks in the senior community will get the help and live the lives they deserve. I was particularly nervous about our first off-campus trip to Bayside Community Center. One, because it was a Zumba class and I am not a great dancer; and two, because this was our first opportunity to interact with the elder members in the community. I was nervous, but excited. When we first got inside, I was somewhat surprised by the low numbers of elderly persons attending the Zumba class. I wondered why there seemed to be so few but also asked myself if this number is actually “low” even after considering factors such as: how large of an area does Bayside reach and what does the population look like? How many of these individuals have access or are able to travel to Bayside? Are informed of Bayside events? Are there any other obstacles? Perhaps this could be something of discussion at our next class period.
When the class was over, we settled down, had a small breakfast, and got a chance to catch our breaths. My first instinct was to grab some food and retreat to an empty space on the tables but I plopped myself down next to some other LCS’ers and our TAs. We talked for a few minutes about how our quarters were going and then I noticed that some of the elderly persons were beginning to leave. I wanted to talk to some of them but for some reason felt paralyzed in my seat. Then I saw two women, who looked similar to my own grandma, getting ready to leave and so I mustered up the courage to get up and speak to them...along with Sallie -- I still didn’t want to go alone. We met two lovely ladies, Tessie and Remi, and listened to them talk about a few snippets of their lives. They both arrived to the United States as nurses from the Philippines. Remi, was based in Canada first before coming to the United States and Tessie has been here since 1969. When we asked what they think has changed the most since they first moved to San Diego, they both agreed that their respective areas have become so much more populated over the years. Neil, Tessie’s husband, joined us later on. They asked us questions about ourselves too, like where we were born, what we’re studying, what we want to pursue in life, etc. When I told them I’m also from the Philippines, there was the same “Oh!” response followed by more questions into my heritage and experience that tends to happen when Filipinos meet other Filipinos -- this interaction somehow made me feel like I was talking to a relative. We wanted to talk them more, especially since they had just started giving us pieces of wisdom when it came to choosing a career, but they pointed out that our class had come together for a debrief and so we had to say our goodbyes. I hope that I am able to meet them again. Looking back at that interaction, I was very nervous at first as I didn’t know how to start the conversation or how to continue it, but a few questions in, the conversation just seemed to flow. There’s definitely some room for improvement in my conversational skills but this was a step in the right direction and I look forward to meeting more individuals and learning about their life experiences. I'm glad that I stepped outside of my comfort zone that day, otherwise I wouldn't have met Remi, Tessie, or Neil. I’ve always been told by my parents and grandparents to think about my future as I shape and orient my goals. They tell me to think about what kind of life I want for myself and for my loved ones and then think about what I need to do to achieve that. During our retreat, we were asked to do something similar but we were to think about our life by the time we turn 80. In the past when I would envision my future, the images in my head consisted mostly of myself living a comfortable life my family. I’d have a one-story home, my extended family would be a short drive away, and we’d have the time and resources to travel, to host dinner parties for my friends and family, etc. (Does such a life exist?) When we were asked in class to think about what we would want our life to be like at 80, I realized that I’ve never really thought this far into my life at all.
I ended up writing almost two pages of thoughts in my notebook during the exercise and I still had so much to think about and write by the time we had to come back together for discussion. While yes, I have spent an extensive amount of time thinking about my “future”, I never thought of how I’d want my life to be like beyond my 50s until then. That’s hardly where life ends, at least that’s not where I’d like my life to. I’d like to think that other people wouldn’t want their lives to end in their 50s either if they had a choice. I realized that there is so much more to life even when I’m well past “senior” status. By the time I’m 80, I still want to be doing things that I love. I still want to be able to go to places I want to see and experience. I still want to be able to make new friends and try new things. Just because I’d be “old”, doesn’t mean that there won’t be anything “new” that can come into my life. With this new perspective, although still just a spark but has the potential to grow, I am excited to see what else I’ll come to realize and learn in this program. |
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