In front of my Poppy’s residence I feel all the emotions of the residents. They range from only sadness to mild depression with some happiness and excitement mixed in.
I just want to run through the halls gleefully to being more happiness to the place.
Yet, I know that it is only temporary. I can bring a smile for a brief time before despondent ways of thinking creep back in.
How can I help these caring people with having a purpose? Having a purpose helps people feel fulfilled and useful.
I want to do a talk for them, to give them ideas about how they could contribute to people by sharing their wisdom and life stories.
No one should have to be alone and afraid like some of them are. I want them to know I value their wisdom and life.
I think mom and I could really help them. I will create a project around this.
“No dear souls left unloved” sounds like a good name.
I can’t wait to get started.