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forgive my vent- more upsetting news that pains my softee soul to the core
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<blockquote data-quote="dreamer" data-source="post: 143796" data-attributes="member: 1697"><p>Star, I find beuaty and kindness and joy daily in all kinds of places. LOL. </p><p>I treasure the gift of life every day, and never take it for granted. </p><p>I have been intimate with profound and serious suffering in far too many very close to me, have been the one to be asked "shall we pull the plug" more than once....</p><p>I find such beauty in a hug from another, a smile across a room, a small twinkle in someones eye. A little flower trying to emerge in spring up thru all the debris left on the ground from the season before. </p><p></p><p>Even a dying person has beauty and purpose and I was just devastated to think I might have been tainted by haveing maybe someone who had been in a position to be my professional mentor be someone who did not have an admiration for life. Had I known any of those nurses, I would have felt contaimnated, poisoned. I would also have been confused and scared and worried. As a student, I was impressionable, and I would not want to have to worry that any of my instructors would harbor something contrary to what I believe the term nurseing should be. I would not feel comfortable thinking someone like that held the authority over what I was supposed to have been learning. ANd I also hated the very idea that someone I loved and provided stellar care for may have been put to death thru no wish or choice of their own before their time. The patients over at my nurseing home are not all strangers to me. I provided direct hands on intimate care for them daily, 16 hours a day 6 days a week for many years. I love them. And I know them better than most of my own extended family. I did not want to have to try to cope with the idea that someone murdered them. </p><p>Yes, beauty and kindness.....I saw it often when I worked in the nurseing home. A fluffed up pillow, time spent with a lonesome patient, a joke shared, an old memory relayed to a care provider dureing a bath, time spent with dietary staff helping to arrange a special dietary request.......the gentleness when combing someones hair just so or affixing their hearing aide for them just right......</p><p></p><p>Such beauty watching the childrens pageants at school and admiring how some teacher got all the kids to do everything just so so that their pageant turned out to bring tears of joy and pride......</p><p></p><p>watching a teen learn how to find that magic spot in the clutch and shifting gears so they do not pop the clutch......</p><p></p><p>Parking in the farthest spot from the store even tho I do have handicapped plates-----simply becuz I now CAN. washing the dishes and ENJOYING it becuz it means we afforded another meal, and I CAN wash the dishes once again after so long of not being able to.....</p><p></p><p>Yup there IS beauty and kindness everywhere. and joy, too.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="dreamer, post: 143796, member: 1697"] Star, I find beuaty and kindness and joy daily in all kinds of places. LOL. I treasure the gift of life every day, and never take it for granted. I have been intimate with profound and serious suffering in far too many very close to me, have been the one to be asked "shall we pull the plug" more than once.... I find such beauty in a hug from another, a smile across a room, a small twinkle in someones eye. A little flower trying to emerge in spring up thru all the debris left on the ground from the season before. Even a dying person has beauty and purpose and I was just devastated to think I might have been tainted by haveing maybe someone who had been in a position to be my professional mentor be someone who did not have an admiration for life. Had I known any of those nurses, I would have felt contaimnated, poisoned. I would also have been confused and scared and worried. As a student, I was impressionable, and I would not want to have to worry that any of my instructors would harbor something contrary to what I believe the term nurseing should be. I would not feel comfortable thinking someone like that held the authority over what I was supposed to have been learning. ANd I also hated the very idea that someone I loved and provided stellar care for may have been put to death thru no wish or choice of their own before their time. The patients over at my nurseing home are not all strangers to me. I provided direct hands on intimate care for them daily, 16 hours a day 6 days a week for many years. I love them. And I know them better than most of my own extended family. I did not want to have to try to cope with the idea that someone murdered them. Yes, beauty and kindness.....I saw it often when I worked in the nurseing home. A fluffed up pillow, time spent with a lonesome patient, a joke shared, an old memory relayed to a care provider dureing a bath, time spent with dietary staff helping to arrange a special dietary request.......the gentleness when combing someones hair just so or affixing their hearing aide for them just right...... Such beauty watching the childrens pageants at school and admiring how some teacher got all the kids to do everything just so so that their pageant turned out to bring tears of joy and pride...... watching a teen learn how to find that magic spot in the clutch and shifting gears so they do not pop the clutch...... Parking in the farthest spot from the store even tho I do have handicapped plates-----simply becuz I now CAN. washing the dishes and ENJOYING it becuz it means we afforded another meal, and I CAN wash the dishes once again after so long of not being able to..... Yup there IS beauty and kindness everywhere. and joy, too. [/QUOTE]
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