I have been inspired to create this thread, because kindness is a very underated quality, and is perhaps looked upon as a weakness in this day and age. But more often than not, it is the simplest gestures that touch our hearts, and they can happen when you least expect them to.
Let me begin by sharing an experience that I had yesterday at my place of employment. I have talked about my job in other posts on Tattle, usually in a negative way. Yesterday was another difficult day, I won't bore you with the details.
The first person that I met when I entered the care home in which I work, was a lovely resident who has a tendency to wander around the home. She has difficuly in communicating, she mumbles, but if you take the time to listen to her, she does make sense. But I could not stop to chat, because I had work to get on with.
As I have said, the day was difficult, and I just wanted to go home at the end of my shift. I left the building, and began to unlock my bike, I suddenly spotted the resident looking through the lounge window at me. She clapped her hands, and waved at me. I really feel that she was trying to communicate with me, despite her difficulties. I watched her for a few minutes, she smiled at me, I waved back. For the first time since working at the home, I felt like I had made a worthwhile contribution to someone's life. She touched my heart.
Over to you.
Let me begin by sharing an experience that I had yesterday at my place of employment. I have talked about my job in other posts on Tattle, usually in a negative way. Yesterday was another difficult day, I won't bore you with the details.
The first person that I met when I entered the care home in which I work, was a lovely resident who has a tendency to wander around the home. She has difficuly in communicating, she mumbles, but if you take the time to listen to her, she does make sense. But I could not stop to chat, because I had work to get on with.
As I have said, the day was difficult, and I just wanted to go home at the end of my shift. I left the building, and began to unlock my bike, I suddenly spotted the resident looking through the lounge window at me. She clapped her hands, and waved at me. I really feel that she was trying to communicate with me, despite her difficulties. I watched her for a few minutes, she smiled at me, I waved back. For the first time since working at the home, I felt like I had made a worthwhile contribution to someone's life. She touched my heart.
Over to you.