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Editorial
In all seasons, acts of kindness
I didn’t stay long at the first job I had
out of college — it was low pay and even lower prestige —
but I’ve often thought that job was one of the most meaningful I’ve
ever had. I was a nurse’s aid at a nursing home, and, to my great
surprise, found the work not only not depressing, but joyful.
There were, of course, tragic stories. Most residents
were sick or alone. But there was so much more there than sadness; I found
a depth of connection I didn’t expect. Many elderly residents, having
lost much of their language and many social conventions, simply loved
to look into someone’s eyes — long, soulful looks, the sort
we don’t give each other unless we’re children or newly in
love. I loved gazing back. And these folks loved to touch. They didn’t
care if they knew you; they took your hand, and held on. It seemed they
needed the same things we all need — affection, touch, respect —
but they needed them more. Somehow the clarity of their needs allowed
those who worked there — the younger, “normal” ones
who were less apt to gaze or to touch — to be more giving, more
human.
My mother now lives at Friends Care Community’s
extended care facility, and I often remember that long ago job. Friends
Care is not a perfect place; as in all nursing homes, things don’t
always go as well as they should. But it’s very good, and when I
visit, I most often feel joy. Sometimes it’s puzzling. I believe
I feel joy because when I go there I witness, all around me, so many acts
of caring, so much love.
The story of Ed and Nan Vernot, on the front page,
is one story of kindness at Friends Care Community. There are so many
more stories — kindness between parents and children, between husband
and wife and especially, between the employees and residents. I see employees
continually go out of their way to do the small thing — the smile,
the touch, the silly remark — to make an old, frail or lonely person
feel noticed, appreciated, seen. I see how much difference those small
things make to my mother.
In this holiday season, I’m especially grateful
for Friends Care Community. It’s a wonderful place to witness acts
of kindness. And if we happen to be feeling lonely or sad, it’s
a wonderful place to take the hand of someone we don’t even know,
and hold on.
—Diane Chiddister
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