When I first started at Bickford 1 1/2 yrs. ago, I was terrified of death. Not so much the act of dying, but the grief and sadness. I am an extremely emotional person and was so afraid that I would let my personal feelings get in the way of truly taking care of a resident and/or their family. Sadly, we have lost quite a few residents in the time I've been here. Yet, the Lord has been so gracious to me in guiding me at the beds of these beautiful residents. Sometimes I wish I had gotten to know what their stories were, who they were, what the circumstances in their lives were....but, as I sat by the bed of yet another resident this past Thursday, I realized that I got to be there in a most important time in their life as well....ushering them in the arms of our Savior. We are all brought into people's lives for different moments and my time at Bickford is to love them at the end of their days. I am so blessed by these amazing people and honored to be a part of their lives. Anoth...
Ever feel like no one is listening? I'm right there with ya! So here I am writing down those thoughts that sometimes go unheard. Let me know your thoughts! I'm a great listener!