►“Blessed are those, who understand the awkwardness of my walk and the weak firmness of my wrist.
● Blessed are they, who understand that now my ears strain to hear the things they say.
● Blessed are those, who seem to understand that my eyes are blurred, and my sense of humor is limited.
● Blessed are those, who disguise when I spill the coffee on the table.
● Blessed are those, who with a gentle smile stop to chat with me for a few moments.
● Blessed are those, who understand my memory failures and never tell me “You’ve already repeated the same story twice.”
● Blessed are those, who know how to awaken stories of a happy past.
● Blessed are those, who let me know that I am loved, and respected and that I am not alone.
● Blessed are those, who know how hard it is to find the strength to carry my cross.
● Blessed are those who with love allows me to wait quietly for the day of my departure.” ~ Anonymous