Although I can’t do much to improve their health, I just want the residents to know that there are people that care for them and that they are not forgotten. Today, we live in a world where the elderly are abandoned because they are seen as a burden. People forget that the elderly are still human beings and that they gave everything the younger generation they needed to become the people they are today. Going to Marycrest is a way for me to say thank you to the elderly and to give them the love and respect that they deserve.”
Fast forward to now, and I couldn’t be happier with where I am in my life and going to Marycrest. Visiting with the residents has fulfilled me spiritually, emotionally, and intellectually more than I could have ever imagined. My first few visits were hard because I felt uncomfortable with being in a new place with its own routine and ebb and flow. However, the sisters, nurses, and residents made me feel welcomed and appreciated and it didn’t take long to find a home away from home. It truly is the little things that make my days that much brighter: playing Rummikub on Friday afternoons, having conversations with the residents on their way back from Sunday morning mass, or even just going on walks around the rose garden.
I’ve gained a deeper appreciation for my own life and blessings, and I know that being there for the Marycrest residents, whether they’re having a good or bad day, makes it all worthwhile. In friendship, love, and service, the residents have a special place in my heart, and I see the image of God in all of them every time I go.