Jan 15, 2021
Swallowing the bitterness over the past few weeks has been challenging. We’ve watched as the rest of the country and certain individuals shared in their excitement of receiving the vaccination for COVID-19. It was very difficult as we asked ourselves, “Why do we have to wait until Jan. 12?” It seemed like such a long way away. However, our “V day” came and went this week. The impact of this day, however, will be felt for months to come.
In the efficiency of the vaccination day this week, there were times where we had more time available and times when people had to wait. My role for the day was to be a runner, essentially being available for whatever we needed whenever we needed it. Selfishly, I used part of this time to simply connect and reassure our residents. I was smiling so much on Tuesday my face hurt almost as much as my feet. Everyone was smiling. Even though we couldn’t see the grins through the mask. They were there. Eyes sparkled and laughter
Dec 16, 2020
The conversation was innocent enough. As I was scrolling through a few photos, I stopped and showed a friend the progress of my hair going grey. I smiled and bragged, “Look how far it’s grown out!” By the first part of April it was clear going to the beauty salon every five to six weeks to have my roots done wasn’t going to be an option. Also, like most things in life, I jumped in with both feet and decided to let my hair go, let my silvers sparkle, ditch the dye, go grey, whatever you want to call it. With the encouragement of my then 21-year old daughter, I decided to let my hair return to its natural color, and being 46 years old seemed like a good time for me.