I have had many special memories with patients. For example, the patient I am currently visiting worked in a hospital here in town. She is a very sweet lady. The amount of places and people she has seen and met throughout her life is so interesting. Every time I visit her we talk about current events and pleasant experiences in her past. She looks forward to me coming over every time because some days she does not have anyone to talk to. At least I can be there for her and make her day better, because in the end that is what it is all about.
My heart is touched every day that I am blessed to do Hospice volunteer work in music therapy. I have been moved to tears many times by the light of God in the eyes of some of the residents and caregivers of the homes we visit. I have discovered that singing together with others is one of the most human activities we can do together. There are many times when patients who are suffering from physical and mental infirmities are able to rise above their ordeal while we are singing together. Some people dance with us and everyone is so grateful for our offerings to their lives. I especially enjoy singing Spanish songs with friends who speak only that language. It is also very moving to sing with those suffering from Alzheimers because music awakens the minds of these precious souls and allows them to participate naturally and joyously with all of us together. Have you ever considered volunteering with your local hospice?
Andrew and I visit a man who is 103 years old and although he is physically weakening, his mind is still brilliant. He used to be a doctor and physiology professor, has traveled all around the world, and has many stories from the war. When we first met, he taught us about a board game called Pente. Since then, our visits generally consist of us sitting around his table, drinking Pepsi, and playing. After we learned the rules, we caught on pretty quickly and were able to win on a regular basis. However a few weeks ago, our patient shared a small secret with us: He sometimes intentionally throws the game when he plays with other family members. At first we laughed at the idea, but then began to wonder if he had ever done this with us. We quickly brushed the thought aside because as young college students it made sense that we would win against a 103 year old man more often than not. Yet, the very next week, we lost every single round. What a coincidence.