humanity
The real lives of businessmen, professionals, the everyday man, stay at home parent, healthy lifestyle influencers, and general feel good human stories.
Caregiver Heroes
Periodically, I’ve been fortunate enough to receive respite grants from Hilarity For Charity. Because my husband has Alzheimer’s Disease, it’s very important that consistency is constant in his life. Fortunately, HomeInstead has beeen bake to get the same caregiver, Maria Jose Dribben. To my husband this is Jos. Maria, has been our neighbor since this development was built. Prior to getting hired by HomeInstead, she consistently volunteered to help me with my husband as his cognitive brain disorder progressed. Maria, A widow and mother of two, works as a caregiver in a group home, HomeInstead, Uber Driver, etc., worked diligently to care for her family. She raised two amazing daughters, both college graduates.
By Patricia Stone6 years ago in Journal
Everyday Hero
Thank you to Charles River Recovery Center for COVID-19 patients for sharing your knowledge and taking the time to invest in me as your workers and making this job possible with easy material to learn and certificates. At the beginning of this job I did not realize that I can improve my communication and support others in the process without beating myself. Improvement is not about forcing and spending all my energy stressing about it, rather it is how I view myself as a worker. The change of becoming a better worker had to start with me and my thoughts. I realize I was not doing well because I was spending my time in the minor things instead of the major things. I also realize I could not change my circumstances and the season I was in; therefore, I need to change myself. I was thinking as long as I show up and do the work I will be just fine. When an assignment is given, I do not think about what was important in the process. I also did not think I had to be more authentic and more honest in my work ethic as well. I did not view my work ethic as a reflection of who I am and where I am in life. But COVID-19 and the help of Charles River Recovery Center have helped me recognize the importance of my work and other workers.
By Lucnalie Jironvil6 years ago in Journal
We See You
We see you. Weary faces and kind eyes, “how’s it going, sir”, sometimes answered and most times ignored. Foot on the accelerator, and the mirror on your windscreen describes empty seats but for the bleak-eyed man with the briefcase, and the girl who takes shifts at the hospital. Five o’clock mornings and eleven at night, but the routes must be followed, the schedules unchanged. It’s a spectral sight; so few bodies to lurch, wave-like, as you pull away from the stop, and the quietness of the usual fifty different sets of earphones plugged into fifty pairs of ears made somehow quieter by no earphones at all. Yet faithfully you crawl the vehicle through suburbs and city, by sunrise and sunset and the minutes sheering midnight. Drivers in uniforms, piloting buses, trains, taxis and trams; the faces behind windscreens that deliver our journeys. Lonely trips they are these days, but heroes, you don’t go unnoticed.
By Susannah Twine6 years ago in Journal
Clothing Alteration shop becomes mask factory
The world has turned over. The whole world is hard because of Corona-19. Our alteration shop has been in temporary closure for over two weeks. Dry cleaner is an essential business, so it is a business that can be opened, but our alteration shop has been closed, as I think it is not an essential business. However, I am working with my mother without opening the business. The job is to make a mask.
By Thomas Pak6 years ago in Journal
Artists showed up.
A lot of people stepped up in this tragic pandemic. We as a country have demonstrated our ability to care for one another, to support the most vulnerable, and to fight for those in need. Those people are extraordinary. Doctors, nurses, staff of healthcare centers, grocery store and big box store workers, unemployment office employees...the list continues. The essential workers who risked their lives for us are amazing and we are forever in their debt.
By Meghan Randolph6 years ago in Journal
The Rumble of America
My brother is not the kind of guy who needs to be recognized for the hard work that he does. He's not the kind to make a big deal. He's not the kind to ask for recognition. He's not the kind to demand pay raises. He's a simple guy. An American country boy. There's nothing that makes him happier than doing what he can to keep America running smoothly. He is always willing to go the extra mile for a friend, or to stay late to work on just one more problem.
By Jenny McWilliams6 years ago in Journal
A beautiful woman
So for today, I' d like to introduce you to my lovely friend Cara. I've known Cara for a couple of years now and I can honestly say, she is one of the funniest and sweetest people I've had the pleasure to meet. Not only is she kind, she's also an inspirational lady, she was supposed to be getting married in April, and of course this has now been postponed. Instead of being miserable, I saw pictures and posts of her and her fiance enjoying a little tea and enjoying drinks making the most of the day, cherishing their health and the fact they have each other through this very trying time. She has some gorgeous dogs that I often see pictures of her going on lovely (socially distanced) walks to exercise them in some gorgeous places, one of my favourite has to go to be on their walk along Druridge Bay, I love the ocean, it's something I find massively calming in times of stress.
By Lisa Maclean6 years ago in Journal
Unsung Heroes
Day by day we acknowledge all healthcare workers for their tireless dedication in helping other people in both critical and terminal health survive to live another day. We also acknowledge the ones that are in grocery stores, Costco and Amazon Workers. Maybe once or twice transportation people that drive buses or trains. I keep thinking that is not enough. Who at times like these are we not giving enough credit to for doing their part? After a lot of thought, I would like to acknowledge the ones who have not been given enough credit (these are not in any particular order of importance).
By JULIE GUERRERO6 years ago in Journal
I'm always outside, I'm staying in.
During this quarantine, everyone required to stay at home except for the essential workers, which is what I am. I am always out I am rarely home, I love being at home; it is my escape from this world. The room that I call my sanctuary is my office. When you enter the room– The room is small like a child bedroom enough room for a twin-size bed, a dresser, and the child's toys, with one window to bring in the morning light. The color of the room is White as an eggshell; it gives the feeling of a canvass, draw, and paint what you want your world to look. There are two desks, one on the left and one on the right. The desk on the right is long and light brown. It belongs to my husband because he is in Law. His desk is divided with different décor on the right is Star Wars memorabilia and on the left books on Law, and documentation on cases. There are three University degrees hanging on the wall.
By stephanie borges6 years ago in Journal
