Tonight’s shift at the hospice was extremely subdued. There were no kids who needed volunteer attention, but more importantly, the green lamp was on the receptionist desk, and turned off.
We settled down for dinner, and were very soon joined by an elderly lady. Her eyes were red and puffy, and I knew the green lamp had something to do with her family. One of my fellow volunteers, Tony, tried to engage her in conversation, but we soon found out that she didn’t speak English. I offered to her that I could speak Cantonese, and she seemed much relieved. After a few more bites of dinner, she seemed to open up to me, perhaps because she was glad that she had someone to talk to outside of her family, and she told me all about her granddaughter.
Earlier this morning, her granddaughter, Anna, had passed away at the young age of 15.
It is perhaps a blessing that Anna has finally passed on and will no longer have to suffer so much.
It’s not every day that I have the privilege to share a hard time with someone who needed to talk so much, but it really has reminded me of how lucky I am to be well, healthy, and able to pursue what I want to do.
Life is tricky; you never know when it will take a sudden turn for the better or for the worse. The most we can do is try to cherish every moment of it. Carpe diem.