When Woman is Unable to Retrieve Her Ring From 5,000 Miles Away, Stranger Delivers it Herself
Sarah was heartbroken when she found out that she left her wedding ring in Italy – until a stranger on social media said that she would bring it back.
One year ago, I took a new and unexpected turn in my life. I was completely broke with no income, and it had been like that for a long time. I had been working nonstop for years as a professional photographer, but it was no longer generating any income.
I saw a job for an ‘Aged Care Worker' position and didn't think I would like it, but the agency explained that there are different levels of care, and I could choose the ‘low care' option, which I found very appealing.
I work mostly with clients who have dementia, and found that I really enjoyed one certain aspect of the work, and that is the role of offering social support (yes, that's actually a thing). I did what I do best, and took a personal interest in these lovely oldies and showed them that they are special, valued, and interesting.
I also became known as the "massage lady", as they usually get a free shoulder massage before I leave. And most of these people request me back, which means my roster is basically full of "social support" work – so, I have earned my way into having the perfect job.
I didn't know it one year ago, but it is actually ‘my calling' I was born for this job. And if you have any preconceptions about what my job entails, this photo and little story gives you a glimpse into how I spend my Saturdays.
When I took this photo, I was with two elderly women – two of the nicest people I have ever met; and I am blessed to spend time in their company. We gazed in awe at the magnificence of these trees with their leaves drifting in the breeze and they said "Isn't it beautiful? It's magical."
Linking arms with these two gorgeous ladies, we walked under the trees and were all smiling in awe at the beauty around us and at how grateful we were to be in each other's company. Then, one of the ladies started reciting a poem she had learned many years ago, called "Yellow Leaves". I almost cried. But I was too happy, so I gently caressed her cheek with the back of my hand and told her she was ‘gorgeous' – she said I was ‘precious' and the third lady started to dance… beneath the falling yellow leaves.
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