For those of you that have been following my blog for the many months know that I work with people who are all in love with being alive. They make me smile, they make my relationship with my family members seem more dear and more important. This week has been National Nursing Home Week. The directors where I work have been honoring the people that work in our facility, volunteer or paid. We have had a fun time. It has been much like Spirit Week in High School. Today we were allowed to dress, "Island Style." One of the physical therapist dressed like the Chiquita Banana lady. As she was passing the room, one of the dear ladies said, in all seriousness, "Hey! There goes my sister-in-law. What is she doing here?" I laughed and have been laughing about that statement off and on all day. What does Rose's sister really look like?

Another lady, Bea, said, "My your children must love you in pink. I think that you have at least five different shirts that are that same color." Yes, I have at least seven different pink shirts, but I bought them all. I never wear them all in the same week.

Then, while we were listening to a fantastic piano player, Millie says, "Miss! Miss! Miss!" "Yes, Millie, can I do something for you?" "Will you always stay with me?" "Well," I said, "I need to stay with you at least until lunch." "I don't want you to leave me, I feel so lonely when you're not there. I will give you something nice." Then she proceeded to play with my hair. After settling Millie, one of the other ladies, Dorothy, asked me to come and be with her. The piano player was playing a beautiful medley of Americana songs. Dorothy reached out and held my hand, just like the little Sunbeams do during Primary when they are feeling loving. She kept looking at me with her dear, sweet eyes. I felt a rush of love and a few tears in my eyes.