I read in the Penticton Herald of the man who died alone, with no one checking on him. How sad. I cried for him and his family.
I lived in Trail and was a home support worker for 20 years. I put my heart and soul into my job. I didn't think of it as a job. It was a privilege to care for the dear people.
Some were like saints and some could be difficult. Some were blind or had dementia or Alzheimer's. I had such compassion for the client. If I could make their life a little
easier and happier I tried my best to do that. They became like an extended family to me. One can learn from each and every one of them. I still think of the memories they've given me.
I have moved to Chestnut Place. This is a great place to live and it is like we are one big happy family. The supervisor, care aides and the dietary staff and also the recreational director are all so caring and kind, always smiling. We are all special here. I love living here and this is nothing but the best.
Merry Christmas to all!