Iβve had my own cleaning business for years. One of my clients is an 85-year-old man who leads a relatively lonely life. Heβs lost two wives, and is in touch only with one daughter. He knows there are resources available to him, but he prefers to stay home alone.
When his daughter is there, I not only clean but visit with them. He is very interesting to talk to and has hundreds of stories to tell. Heβs told me heβs a pretty private person, but he has no problem telling and retelling me about his long life.
Recently, we had a long, honest talk I told him Iβd gotten out of life what Iβve wanted mostly because Iβve made that happen. He said he wished he was happy, but when I asked if it made him happy when I visited, his face lit up and a big smile came over his face.
I decided I would start offering him a hug, which I donβt think he receives very often. When I did, he said βLove ya, kidβ and hugged me very tightly. And I replied, βI love you, too.β
The day I started doing that, I beamed with happiness all the way home. I was delighted that the main joy of my day was giving him a great big hug, and having it reciprocated.
Edie
A Little Compassion Goes a Long Way