SW 55+ Connect
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08/26/2025
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08/23/2025
08/22/2025
The Last Homely House is comforting, inspirational and calming.
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08/22/2025
Have you lost a loved one, and are looking for support? Our 9-week group counselling program will help you rediscover yourself after loss and learn skills to start enjoying and loving your best life again. This in-person group counselling program helps you heal and reconnect after loss in a safe, empathetic setting.
Grieving Together Group Counselling Sessions
When: Thursdays, 28 Aug 2025 - 23 Oct 2025 (9 sessions)
Time: 1:00 PM โ 2:30 PM
Where: Unison Wellness Connection Centre (room 317)
Cost: Member โ $60.00 | Non- Member โ $120.00
Registration: https://unisonalberta.com/event-listing/grieving-together-group-counselling-sessions or contact Active Aging: 403-705-3233, [email protected]
Printed materials & light refreshments provided.
08/22/2025
"My nameโs Morris. Iโm 78. Live alone since my Edna passed five years back. Every Tuesday, I catch the 10:15 bus to the library. Same seat. Same walk. For years, it was quiet. Just me, the pigeons, and that old green bench at Oak Street stop.
Then last winter, I started noticing the kids. Not playing. Not laughing. Just.... sitting. Heads down. Fingers flying over phones. Even in the rain. One Tuesday, a girl in a purple backpack sat hunched, shoulders shaking. Not crying, just empty. Like the bench swallowed her whole. My chest hurt. I remembered my grandson, Liam, before he got that scholarship. Same look. Like the world forgot he existed.
I went home restless. Edna always said, "Morris, you fix whatโs broken." But whatโs broken here? Phones? No. Hearts.
Next morning, I dug out my grandsonโs old tablet. Spent three shaky hours learning QR codes (turns out YouTube tutorials are for young eyes!). Printed simple signs,
SCAN ME. TELL ME YOUR STORY.
IโM LISTENING.
Taped them to the bench corners. Used duct tapeโEdnaโs favorite "fix-all."
First week? Nothing. Kids walked past like the signs were trash. Mrs. Gable from 42 scoffed, "Foolishness, Morris. They want screens, not old men." Maybe she was right.
Then, a miracle. A boy, maybe 12 scanned it. Sat there 20 minutes, typing. Later, I checked the shared Google Doc (yes, I set one up! Edna wouldโve laughed). His words,
"My dadโs sick. Mom works nights. Iโm scared. But I drew a dragon that breathes glitter. Itโs in my pocket."
My hands shook. I bought glitter glue and left it under the bench with a note, "For the dragon artist. Keep shining. โMorris (the bench friend)"
Next day? A folded paper airplane landed beside me. Inside, a glittery dragon. And "Thanks. Dadโs smiling today."
Word spread. Kids started coming early for the bus. Scanning. Typing. A girl wrote, "Bullies call me โrobotโ โcause I love coding. But robots donโt feel sad, right?" I left a book: "Ada Lovelace, Girl Who Dreamed in Code." She left cookies the next week. "Robots eat sugar too"
It wasnโt perfect. Rain washed away signs. Some ignored it. But slowly.... the bench changed. Kids sat together. Talking. A teen scanned and wrote, "Iโm failing math. Too ashamed to ask." Two girls saw it, messaged him, "Weโll help. Meet us here Saturday." They did. Now they tutor three kids a week.
Then came the cold snap. I slipped on ice, broke my hip. Two weeks in hospital. Felt useless.
The day I got home, I shuffled to the bus stop... and stopped dead.
The bench was covered. Not in trashโbut in notes, drawings, tiny gifts. A knitted coaster ("For your tea!"). A Lego robot ("From the coding club!"). A photo, kids holding a sign "MORRISโS BENCH: WE SEE YOU."
Mrs. Gable was there, hammering a new sign into the post. "Took you long enough to heal," she grumbled. But her eyes were wet. "We added a real mailbox. For stories too long for phones."
Now? Twelve bus stops in town have "listening benches." Run by teens, retirees, even the grumpy postman. No apps. No donations. Just... space to be heard.
Yesterday, the glitter-dragon boy (now 14) helped me plant marigolds in a pot by the bench. "You taught us," he said, patting the soil, "loneliness is the only thing that really needs fixing."
I think of Edna. Sheโd say I fixed the bench. But the truth? Those kids fixed me. They reminded me that broken hearts donโt need grand gestures. Just a safe place to whisper, "Iโm here." And someone willing to say back, "I hear you."
Weโre not waiting for buses anymore. Weโre waiting for each other. And that? Thatโs how the world gets warmer. One scanned story at a time."
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08/21/2025
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08/08/2025
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08/15/2025