The days at work are getting very weird. Two of the three closing units have discharged their last patients, closed out their charts and changed their locks. Very very sad. One unit still has thirteen patients they have no idea where to place and 21 days to find a place for them. Very very sad. My assistant's last day is on Monday. I will give her her final evaluation and take her out for lunch and then collect her keys - and say goodbye for the last time - after 28 years. Holy crap. I can't change the outcome, but maybe I can soften the edges of a hard, hard day for somebody by being kind. I know that the kindness of a person can make all the difference in the world.
I know I have told this here before, but I think it bears repeating. I read this in an article in Vanity Fair in 2001 - which I wish I had kept. The article was about suicides - jumpers off the Golden Gate Bridge. One person left a note. It simply said "I am walking to the bridge. If one person smiles at me on the way, I will not jump."
I could write a book about that, but I am sure you get the point.
So, here is a smile, packed with love, for you all.