Tonight when I was leaving the ALF I saw Iris sitting alone out front. Her husband died last week. I sat down next to her and we started talking. Im never sure where the residents are mentally, and Iris speaks slowly but shes on top of things. I showed her a bunch of photos in my phone and she was smiling and laughing.. She spit on me a few times but oddly I didnt freak out. When I finally walked away I looked back and she was still smiling. While I wish no one ever had to suffer, its incredibly beautiful to have the chance to connect with people who are otherwise alone. Sometimes I avoid even making eye contact with people, and sometimes Im on both the giving and receiving end of magical moments in being human.
Posted on: Mon, 17 Nov 2014 00:10:28 +0000
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