I arrived home at lunch to find a package from a retailer waiting on my doorstep. The address on the package was correct, but not the correct address for the individual. I have experienced mix-ups often between my address and a couple of others in town so I tracked down the retailer and had them look up the order, call the purchaser and give them my number to arrange for transfer of the package to the rightful owner.
Today my husband escaped from the house to go to lunch at the beach. He’s been cooped up for a week recovery from knee replacement surgery. The food was delicious! When we tried to pay the bill – the restaurant owner – Hameed – who has become a friend – would not accept payment. He told us before the surgery to call him and he would make a meal for Loyd and deliver it. I didn’t call because it was too difficult to predict how Lloyd would feel hour to hour. So instead – Hameed gifted us with a lovely lunch in his restaurant.
Meet Robert White,a one man happiness machine. I was tired and grumpy after spending the night not sleeping in the hospital. When I went to the cafeteria, I heard this booming voice, followed by a belly laugh. It turns out Mr. White is the Chef behind the grill — but he serves up a lot more than great food. He serves up laughter, compassion and enough good cheer to make you happy to be on the planet. Even after a sleepless night.
Olivia is a magic maker…it’s true she gets paid to be a nurse…but money can’t buy what she brings into every hospital patient she visits. She brings great medical skills topped with a great sense of humor, a willingness to do whatever it takes to make the situation better and boatloads of compassion.