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Zara Bogaski's avatar

Love the hashtag and the message #tellthemtoday

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Pam Hauser's avatar

As you know, I am a nurse. I have provided care for humans, animals, birds, gardens and houseplants my entire life. I love doing it. I used to enjoy the high pressure of intensive care units and was ambitious. After 49 years a registered nurse, I work at a slower pace (some days!) and provide care for our elders in long term care. Every single time I think seriously about retiring, I go to work and hear sweet words from many (not just one person) thanking me for what I do. I work from my heart. I am blessed to work at a place where I am in good company. (Yes, we sometimes bitch about the difficult people, but we do it so we can go back in their room and with kindness. Not every place I have worked has been that way.) For those who are open to it, I greet them with a big long hug, sometimes rocking a bit and telling them that I love them. Some have visitors, some don't. I live alone with my cats and don't get hugs at home. So it works for me, too. When I see them at the end of my shift, I tell them when I will be back (they won't remember) and tell them that I love them. Yesterday, a very big gruff manly man kind of son stopped and asked if he could "side hug" me and thank me for caring for his Mom. Honestly, he would have had to bend over a LOT for me to have given him a regular hug, since I am very petite. Then I visited a resident, not on my usual hall, who is dying in a month or two most likely. I go see her but won't wake her up if she is napping. If she is on the phone, she says she has to go as her friend is visiting. I tell her stories about my cats, show her pictures of my garden and the cats, of course. I listen to her stories. Yesterday she had me crying with her words of gratitude for my visits. It lets me know that I am still living my life on purpose and I am grateful for that. One lesson I have learned through so many terrible losses, is that life is short. Don't waste a moment. And resting is not wasting moments, it is recharging. I love you, Shelley. I am grateful for your friendship.

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