On a recent visit to one of our regular assisted living homes, I knocked on the door of a resident who usually wants a visit. When I asked if she would like to see Daisy, she sighed and said no, it was just too bad a day. I said that was fine, we hoped she’d feel better, and we’d see her next time. She then said, “Well … could you maybe just come in for a minute.” We approached, and she began petting Daisy, who gently touched her with her nose and then leaned her head into the lady’s stroking hand. “Ah,” she said. “This is exactly what I needed. I didn’t know what I needed, but Daisy knew. I am already feeling better.” We stayed for a few more minutes, and she was smiling when we left her room, and by the time we left the facility she was enjoying the breeze outside with some other residents. Just a small story, but one that touched me and made me remember that a few minutes of love can turn a day around.
Lydia and Daisy Mae