Claire....

I met a woman yesterday in the hospital (where I work), I'll call her Claire.

She radiated light.  91 years of age and never a complaint.  Only smiles and thanks to go around.  We chatted in passing several times throughout the day (and by "in passing" I mean me going in and out of her room to assist her since she couldn't walk).  During our final conversation (since she was being discharged), we talked a bit longer.  She spoke of being the last person alive in her family.  No siblings, cousins, in laws... no one left.  She told me she wasn't supposed to even be here (here as in on this earth) since she was born with a condition that caused her to lose mobility in her legs and need several surgeries throughout her life.  Not being able to walk she took to reading.  She loves to read.  Her face lit up as she talked about her library.  I agreed being a bit of a book worm myself.  She told me she read deeds for a living.  20 years of reading (her love) for a living.  She couldn't ask for more.  She lived a full life, even in the presence of her disability.   It was only until a few years back, when she had a fall that she was unable to care for herself.  Even in the midst of being alone, she found the strength to smile.

I told her before I left the room, how much she inspired me.  I touched her hand.  With my eyes locked to hers, I thanked her for sharing her story with me.  I saw true happiness within her.  So many people are blessed beyond measure and still find ways to be miserable.  I met someone who is alone, but not lonely.... disabled yet still able to do so much.  This blog is for her.  Thanks Claire for putting things into perspective for me.