We are all called to do things in life. Some people are called to be priests or missionaries. I was called to be a Nursing Assistant. I was reminded today, of all the reasons why became one.
As I help these people with their daily care, they tell me of their interests. They also reflect upon life and tell me stories of their own. I am reminded that these people were once young and able bodied, just like me. They had the same hopes and dreams as I have now. I laugh and I cry with them. I am a part of their family, and they… a part of mine. They have shared their knowledge with me. That to me, is more valuable than a goldmine.
I don’t do it for the money. I am working for peanuts. My payment is the plethora of knowledge, the elder give me. The amazing stories that they share. They are sharing part of their life with me. I am sharing a part of myself with them.
I am a Nursing Assistaint because the human soul is beautiful and resilient. I do it because I am human. I love and I feel.
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I became very ill after giving birth with cardiac issues. The cardiac wing didn’t quite understand that they were also treating a 2 day post partum mom. I had a nursing assistant who had so much kindness and compassion that she clocked out and stayed to help me shower and spent some time praying and encouraging me. I will never forget. Thank you for all that you do, I am so grateful for it! ~Blessings~