I had just returned home from my weekly visiting and was sitting lost in thought. Lost in the memory of my just-completed visit to Ruth (not her real name).
She was quite confused that day. She told me that she had tried to rent an apartment that she liked very much, but before she could conclude the deal they fixed it up for someone else. I knew that wasn’t true but I empathized with her. “Oh, I’m so sorry,” I said.
Then I changed the subject to something pleasant. “I see you have some Sees candy here. Do you want a piece?”
“Oh, yes,” she said. “Will you have a piece with me?”
“Of course,” I answered. “Gimme that box!”
When I finally told her it was time for me to leave, she got a pouty look on her face and asked, “Oh, do you have to go?”
“Yes, I’m afraid I have to leave now. I wish I didn’t, but I’ll come back and see you next week.”
Then she walked with me to the door. She put her arms around me and hugged me very tightly.
“Oh, I sure am glad you stopped by. I depend on you. You’re my friend,” she said.
“I love coming to see you,” I said.
“See you next week,” I told her as I went out the door.
“See you,” she said, smiling and very gently closing her door.
This is why I volunteer. I felt warm all the way home. And I’m looking forward to next week when I can “find” the candy and enjoy some. But mostly so I can see Ruth again and experience the warmth and love we have in our very special relationship.