On the other hand I had a phenomenal experience. I spoke with the activities director at the nursing home where Mrs O is about reading Big doc's Girl to the residents, including the author. We scheduled it for today and for the past week I have been praying about if I should be doing it or not. As usual, I jumped right in. This really isn't the season for serving in these ways. My kids are growing up so quick and while I want them to be serving others, I also want to be enjoying and building into them. I was praying "Lord, maybe you don't care if I do this, anyone can read this book but not anyone can be mama to my children".
I actually expected today to flop based on my "feeling" I was getting. I am reading a chapter book written in 1942 to the Alzheimer's floor residents.
We did it at 4 so I could drop off the kiddos first. I normally bring them with me to the nursing homes. We did it before dinner so they wheeled everyone in to the cafeteria. I sat down and practically had to yell so everyone could hear. Have you ever tried to
You could have heard a pin drop, except when a woman kept prattling and the only man kept hissing "shut up". When I was finished they all relayed how much they enjoyed it and how they hope than I can come back. I am not sure what I will do but I can tell you this. It is an amazing feeling to brighten some one's day just a little. Even if they won't remember in five minutes.