I picked up Nan's mother today. I didn't know it was Nan's mother, but I saw a picture on the dresser as I unfolded the wheelchair and watched the beautifully dressed ninety year old Dorothy struggle into it. I asked about the photo and we were both quietly pleased that we have a connection. Sometimes realizing we live in a small world makes us smile.
Today, we are headed to the cardiologist. Although Dorothy may have some physical challenges, it is obvious that she has no mental ones. She has a memory and a wit that I can only one day hope to experience. She grew up in Michigan and it is as clear as day the moments she experienced. I heard about her sweet love who would become her husband one day. They would stay in Michigan where they both worked for the telephone company. She told me about the birth of her sweet Nan. It is obvious that she still treasures her only daughter.
We arrive at Professional Building #4 and drive to the roof. I help her out of the car and we journey down the hall. She knows exactly where to go. Her cardiologist has watched over her for 25 years and believe me, it is a heart worth watching over. I am fortunate to be here with her today, this woman I have just met. She shines with life and is so gracious.We chat until the nurse arrives to take her back to the examining room, and my moment is over.
Dorothy asked me if I liked driving for the Hero office. It brought tears to my eyes, because God is gifting me with new connections, new stories, new friends. It makes me sparkle just having the opportunities to spend time with these men and women who need a ride. One day, I will need a ride and I can't wait to see who shows up. Now, I need to make a phone call and tell Nan about my morning with her mom.
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