“Hello Wrist!” Ha! So, this story I’m about to tell happened yesterday…..
During my track time yesterday afternoon, I was given the opportunity to help facilitate an “extension gathering” at an old folks home in the mentally unstable ward.I went with three other interns: Breea, Austin, Ray. It was BY far the best day I’ve had in a Long time! Mrs. Nancy Weems is the host leader and did an amazing job with the church service. So, after the service, we wheeled all of them back to their lunch room for desert……… ha. This is when the fun started! We met a woman by the name of Julie, who was an absolute sweetheart! Now remember, we were in the part of the nursing home where all of them have some kind of mental disorder… So, we started talking to Julie, and out of no where she started talking about how her fingers were connected to her knuckles and her knuckles were connecting to her (Blank),.. this is where she couldn’t remember what her ‘wrist’ was called… so i helped her out. She suddenly looked up at me, then looked at breea and then looked back down at her wrist and said, “why, I don’t believe we’ve met before! Hello writs!” aaaaaaaaahhhhaha. You ask what’s the Moral of the story? Old people are amazingly funny and you should volunteer your time to go hang out with one at a nursing home. 60% of the elderly in nursing homes never once get visited by family or friends, that’s a sad statistic.
Until Next time…
.:LoVeS:.
. Hard concept? No. If we all would look out for one another, instead of just caring about ourselves first, we wouldn’t have to worry so much about our own self..right? 
Not being harsh, just honest.
so this is a hard place for me to get to. It’s feeling content not only in my personal self, but with relationships as well. 