A while back my elderly neighbor fell down and broke her hip. Since Her and I often conversationed over the wire chicken fence that divides our yards I thought it would be best to visit her to let her know that our family was thinking of her. (in a dying with dignity home, and rehabilitation center)
I went during lunch time, and there were 3 beautiful other golden girls there. One named Pearl caught my heart. She was nearing a hundred.
She was having problems cutting her food and feeding herself. I being there thought it was only right that I help get her fed. I cut her food...and lifted the utensil to her mouth.
She was so happy that was someone was talking to her and assisting her.
this was the moment I thought..." I am going to volunteer here and help others out"
after a few moments Mrs. pearl had enough to eat. I started to chatting to the other silver head ladies. they were so delightful.
Lunch hour was done, and when I looked over at Mrs. Pearl she was unresponsive, the staff couldn't wake her up. then they wheeled her away in her wheelchair.
I never went back to volunteer........
