One man's journey to find the way home
|Thirty-one days to retirement means I will share 31 gift I offer as I ready for ready for retirement.
Live everyday as if it were you last. Bless others as you want to be blessed.
My job at Erie Homes was my dream job. I feel nothing but joy in knowing I was a DSP for over 5 years.
This coming year is the anniversary of my father's death he died to young at about the age of 66. I remember the day we rushed from Kansas City to Massachusetts as family. it was hard to believe this man who visited me in a State hospital, and watched me in the mix of other troubled souls and embraced me. He refused to give up on me armed with A&W root beer and hamburgers he nurtured me back to life. Many of the person with me were intellectually disabled and I longed one day to share the same compassion with them my dad did.
I am so glad to celebrate in memory of my dad a blue collar worker in a factory it happened.
I would go back to Kansas City with my family. Two months later Dad died in a nursing home which was his own wish as not to be a burden to my mother. Mom dreaded places like nursing homes. She visited regularly and then the day happened. As she came to the nursing home she heard their song. "Let me call you sweet heart I'm in love with you" She wished that she could have been with him when he died and yet the song let her know they would never be far apart.
That first gift I offer to caregivers, live everyday as it was your last. Bless as you were blessed.