Don’t Take Our Kindness for Weakness or Stupidity

Author’s Note: This is the fourth article of four; all dealing with the subject of reaching certain ages in your life.  Codis Hampton II

Some day’s we wonder; if after seeming clueless to others should we say something to destroy their image of us? Naw…they think they are brilliant, let them figure it out. I posted this on my social media sites on September seventh. I included a picture of my wife and me in a tourist photo taken in the Bahamas. We were wearing funny hats and looked as though we were playing in a band. It’s my way of saying, neither my wife nor I am the fools some people think we are.

In other words, after having a conversation with some people and that includes some family members. I have to find a mirror to reassure myself that one, I don’t look like the damn fool they think I am. Two, Maybe I’ve given them too much credit for being intelligent. Or three, Come on now, can we have an honest conversation?

You know what I mean. Everyone has a family member that just seems to be out of touch with reality and often talks out of the side of their neck. That simply means their subject matter or explanation of the same makes no sense. Or God forbid, they have some personal agenda. An example would be they are protecting their reputation or that of someone else. They could be guarding another person’s feelings. So much so it becomes a detriment to the growth of that person.

It’s as if they think we are minor actors in their personal stage play. They are the star, and we are there for the comedy relief. My father didn’t want to be bothered with people who green-pastures-poster-copywanted to be in charge or thought they were smarter than him.  He would laugh at their nerve and say, “The whole world is a stage. I’m just a squirrel looking for nuts.” His meaning…you can be the important one. I don’t care one way or another. Daddy was more than comfortable in his abilities. I learned from the best.

This kind of behavior from others can be any maturing age group. I’ve got one family member (in their early eighties) who views me as the knucklehead I was at 16 to 21 years of age. They became angry at me for something I wrote in a book. Consequently, they wrote me a scathing and very unflattering letter. Our relationship is stagnant to this day.

Then there are those people we meet throughout our day at work. People we come in contact with in the manner of conducting business or just completing our daily chores. Some people think they know you at first sight. I am not only talking about racial identity.  They might not think they are a genius. But they certainly think they are smarter than you about anything.

But then this is not a pity party article on my part. My wife and I are officially senior citizens. I can laugh off some of the society’s stereotypes about older people. Why, because I know they are not true. My daughter remarked the other day after learning we brought a big screen TV. “Daddy, you want to make yourself comfortable in your house, don’t you?”  “Yes I do,” I replied. The reason being that I am at home ninety percent of the time. I know it and so do the telemarketers. For that matter look at the type of commercials you see running at specific times during a day. They’re attempting to sell products to people who are expected to be home viewing a particular program.

When one has worked long enough to retire from working for someone else, you have a feeling of entitlement. And that translates into making yourself happy for the rest of your shorten life. You have sacrificed a lot of time, resources, and ideas for people other than yourself over the years. Now you just want to make numero uno and your loved ones happy on a daily basis.

You have one priceless gift you can share with anybody that is interested in your thoughts. And that’s experience. Although most in our society don’t think senior citizens have anything constructive to offer toward their personal lives or entrepreneurial business. Some look at us as if we are going to break out in a senility seizure at any moment.

There is one sad part of retirement for some older people. They have worked in a particular field of employment all their lives. You know the type. They have no other real interest except their job and place of employment. They stayed until they were told to retire. With no real outside hobbies or interest, they seem lost during the day. In truth, there is so much more they could involve themselves in if only they would take advantage of the opportunities.

All is true for me except one thing. I am still very much involved in the daily operations of my sole proprietorship. God has given me the ability to voice myself with the written word. I must also thank God for giving me common sense and my biological father for showing me how to reason with it. And as such, I’ve turned those attributes into blogging and authoring books.  My latest venture is to build an internet TV channel that offers advice and help for my community. Our entrepreneurial viewers will find tips and assistance through successful guest on my shows. Of course, there will be entertainment through music and television shows on my new CHIIAGrpTV channels.

So you see, we are far from done as senior citizens. Personally, I don’t look at what I am doing as work. I see it as God has allowed me to live this long for a reason. I will repay my savior by catering to his kingdom. If I get a bonus out of it, then so be it. But understand, I am not doing this to make money. My aim is to make a difference and leave some works or legacy. Nowadays that’s my mission in life. How about you? What’s your passion in life? Whatever it is, enjoy it to the max.


Peace, make it a day in which Jesus Christ would be proud of you,


Codis Hampton II

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