A Little Love

I woke at the crack of dawn, which was rather disappointing since I'd been awake multiple times through the night. Note to self- Don't eat a full dinner after 8pm. This will be a good lesson to learn before I start working those 12 hour days. I'd read that consuming protein right before bed will not be conducive to a restful night. Cereal with a banana is most likely a better choice.

It was a busy day for the most part. Digesting and regurgitating large amounts of material is exhausting, but I am making progress. If there is one thing driving me on that was absent 34 years ago when I first tried being a nurse's aide, it is a love of the people who call the facility "home." It will keep me going back each morning, even when my tired mind and body want to pull the cover back over my head.

Love inspires us to do many things that once seemed too hard. It's a lesson we first begin to realize when we look into the face of our newborn child. Totally ours and totally dependent. The residents at the facility are not "mine," not in the sense that my children were, but they are counting on us, on me,  to meet their needs, to keep them safe, and to love them. I pray that I can do all three well.