A man named Joe is actually my next door neighbor. He is helping me carry and lift boxes for my upcoming move. It’s so sweet of him to take the time.
It seems that when I prepare to move, it takes me a while to get motivated, to get my thoughts together. I’ve moved so many times. You’d think I could do it in my sleep.
My Charlie never presented that he was in any pain after he had 11 teeth extracted a few weeks ago. He’s my sweet little trooper.
I find myself reflecting back on that other move, two and a half years ago. I was in a different mindset then. I’m stronger now in some ways, more fragile in others.
Saying Goodbye To This House:
I’ve been saying my goodbyes to this house. “The little blue house.” I thought I’d live here for the rest of my days.
Life has a way of changing the game plan on you. And you just have to go with the flow or drown in the flood.
The neighbors on one side of me moved out this past week. There are renters on both sides. But then so am I a renter.
I’ve really taken to the two kids, a young couple, on the other side. Joe just graduated from nursing school and is 24 years old.
A Male NICU Nurse:
He is a NICU (neonatal intensive care unit) nurse. So the other day I asked him what it’s like, why he went into this area of nursing.
Joe said he wanted to make a difference. He wanted to care for the tiniest of humans that need so very much to survive. The ones who enter the world much too soon and need specialized care.
He told me that the day before they were to work with the preemies as part of their nursing rotation, he didn’t sleep all night. He was scared half to death.
The thought of holding those tiny little lives in his hands must have been very scary.
Such A Sweet Young Man:
I’d adopt this kid if I could. He’s good people. He’s caring people.
He started his new job with the preemies a month ago. He is treading in waters that are full of currents. And he said he loves it.
Some of those little preemies won’t make it. I know the first one he cares for that doesn’t make it will hit him really hard.
A Man Named Joe:
But at least, for the time they have on this earth, I am comforted by the fact that there is a caring young man like Joe who will hold them tenderly and do his utmost to give them everything they need.
When you stop and think about it, there probably aren’t a whole lot of people who make a crucial difference in our lives. Teachers, friends, just genuinely good people.
But when they do, they give us hope and sometimes they keep us alive.
On the road of our journey, there are often unexpected Samaritans scattered along the way. And they manage to make the bumps in the road hurt a little less.