Offering help to three very unwell friends this week. Small gifts and books
I live in a rural area and whenever I go to a large city I always feel the need to do something. Seeing all the homeless people is heartbreaking. I always think, “You are someone’s child.” Last winter my brother, Larry, and I went to Chicago, and as we walked by homeless person after homeless person I had that same thought and feeling. Then an epiphany came to me. Start with just one person. Do one thing. So I did. I helped four homeless men that weekend. Three with a meal and the last as we were going to catch the train to the airport. A man was standing just inside the door holding out a cup. I passed him then stopped. Turned around. Dug into my billfold and gave him my last dollar. I tell you…just seeing each man’s smile and thankfulness with being treated with a little kindness. ONE HUMAN FAMILY
While visiting my Grandmother who lives 5hours away, my little mini of 6years took it upon herself to comb my grandmother’s hair each day and make sure my Grandmother had her walking frame ready.
Today at gate 1, at the Qantas terminal in Sydney, I approached a staff member about my mums dementia and asked if they could take good care of her, as she was flying home alone. I was delighted by this amazing women that took notes and made sure my mum was well taken care of. Living with dementia f’n sucks, but having people around her in the community that are kind, patient and supportive makes her world and makes my heart explode with love and kindness.
Today i bought bread, meat, chips and a drink and left it in a bag next to an elderly lying sleeping on the street. I hope he was happily surprised when he woke up … and that he made himself several sandwiches 😁😁
Offering help to three very unwell friends this week. Small gifts and books
I live in a rural area and whenever I go to a large city I always feel the need to do something. Seeing all the homeless people is heartbreaking. I always think, “You are someone’s child.” Last winter my brother, Larry, and I went to Chicago, and as we walked by homeless person after homeless person I had that same thought and feeling. Then an epiphany came to me. Start with just one person. Do one thing. So I did. I helped four homeless men that weekend. Three with a meal and the last as we were going to catch the train to the airport. A man was standing just inside the door holding out a cup. I passed him then stopped. Turned around. Dug into my billfold and gave him my last dollar. I tell you…just seeing each man’s smile and thankfulness with being treated with a little kindness. ONE HUMAN FAMILY
While visiting my Grandmother who lives 5hours away, my little mini of 6years took it upon herself to comb my grandmother’s hair each day and make sure my Grandmother had her walking frame ready.
Today at gate 1, at the Qantas terminal in Sydney, I approached a staff member about my mums dementia and asked if they could take good care of her, as she was flying home alone. I was delighted by this amazing women that took notes and made sure my mum was well taken care of. Living with dementia f’n sucks, but having people around her in the community that are kind, patient and supportive makes her world and makes my heart explode with love and kindness.
Today i bought bread, meat, chips and a drink and left it in a bag next to an elderly lying sleeping on the street. I hope he was happily surprised when he woke up … and that he made himself several sandwiches 😁😁