Sometimes, on days like this, it's so hard to work at a retirement home.
Even though I only work in the restaurant, I get personally involved with a lot of the elderly.
They tell a lot about themselves, and of course I learn exactly how they want their coffee, their favourite food. I like them to feel like they are special and know that I remember what they like.
Some are incredibly annoying, nagging, but there also are these little angels that lights up my day when I see them. Like Ingegerd.
Last night she passed away. It feels heavy. I didn't even know she was that ill. She used to visit the restaurant everyday for coffee, sandwishes and a pastry. She couldn't talk very well, so she always waved with her little hand so I could help her pick out goodies. She would always hug me and kiss me on the cheek.
I know I will look for her everyday for a while..because I can't grasp that she won't come.
It feels unreal to never see her again.
I hope she has good where she is now and that she has a lot of yummy donuts to eat. <3