Awrr, I so relate to "it's lonely being old and young at the same time." And to the pain of having a cold encounter with someone. Which makes me appreciate caring folks all the more. During one painful season when I was desperate to warm my heart somewhere, a loving couple made me feel like I was sitting at a warm fireplace one day. I've never forgotten that feeling.
Great story, well written. We miss you and Mike. Praying for what the Lord has in store for you in the next chapter of your life. FYI Don't grow old. It's not all it's cracked up to be. 😊
yeah, you may be right. It was just the tone of voice, like talking to a child, that got me to thinking about how we do that to our elders. It's a type of condescension that I really don't want to practice, but in all honestly probably do from time to time. We are all on a journey towards Him.
I sent your post to my kids and their spouses, all nurses. They’re very compassionate but your perspective on the treatment you received is good to keep in mind. Sometimes the job we do can become “just a job” but in healthcare and really any job, we have to remember that people have feelings. It’s true, some people may not care; but others may just need that reminder.
Anyway, thank you for this post and so much of what you’ve written has been so helpful. The”mean girl” books are amazing.
I sent your post to my kids and their spouses, all nurses. They’re very compassionate but your perspective on the treatment you received is good to keep in mind. Sometimes the job we do can become “just a job” but in healthcare and really any job, we have to remember that people have feelings. It’s true, some people may not care; but others may just need that reminder.
Anyway, thank you for this post and so much of what you’ve written has been so helpful. The”mean girl” books are amazing.
I sent your post to my kids and their spouses, all nurses. They’re very compassionate but your perspective on the treatment you received is good to keep in mind. Sometimes the job we do can become “just a job” but in healthcare and really any job, we have to remember that people have feelings. It’s true, some people may not care; but others may just need that reminder.
Anyway, thank you for this post and so much of what you’ve written has been so helpful. The”mean girl” books are amazing.
It does hurt when people treat you with so little respect & coldness. It does take a while to brush it off because maybe there's something going on their life that affecting their mood.. It's so sad that people don't realize that being kind will change how they feel throughout the day. Thank you Hayley.
I am old. People do see me as old. You can tell when they fail to even notice you. Not to be proud, but I used to turn heads…now people walk right past even if I’m talking to them. But getting old isn’t for the faint of heart, and not just because we get dismissed as old. It’s a struggle because no one cares who you used to be, your accomplishments, your skills, your education, your looks…you are now passé. I’m sorry you were treated poorly, I’m impressed you stood up for yourself and asked for a different caregiver next time. I don’t even do that anymore, I just take it. That nurse may have seen you as old or she may just be cold-hearted. But I’ll take a lesson from you, and speak up for myself next time too. Thankfully, the only one who does define me, sees me in all my sin and past, and made me just like I am for His Glory. Yay!
Well said, Lisa. So well said! It’s a whole new world, isn’t it?
Not just because our knees creak when we stand up—but because we’ve become invisible.
I feel the ache in every word you wrote. That sense of being passed over, as if your past brilliance, strength, beauty, and boldness have somehow evaporated. But they haven’t. They’ve just gone underground—still there, still burning, even if the world doesn’t stop to see them. Thank God that our worth isn’t measured by head-turns or recognition, but by a Savior who has never once walked past us.
I find that people are so hurt in this world that no one knows how to be kind or trust people who are. But you know I won’t give up in showing kindness. It can be healing to people. It shows them Jesus and they don’t know it yet!😊
Thank you for always, Hayley.
It's the little things, the little acts of kindness that eventually shape us and those with whom we share the world.
Amen Chinenye. It does shape us, doesn't it? I want to be the shape of Jesus-- kindness incarnate.
Kindness incarnate. ✨
Awrr, I so relate to "it's lonely being old and young at the same time." And to the pain of having a cold encounter with someone. Which makes me appreciate caring folks all the more. During one painful season when I was desperate to warm my heart somewhere, a loving couple made me feel like I was sitting at a warm fireplace one day. I've never forgotten that feeling.
It reminds you how important hospitality and kindness are.
No one is ever too old to be treated with kindness. Or actually too young either. It’s just not that hard to be kind. Thanks for the reminder.
Amen Paul! amen
Great story, well written. We miss you and Mike. Praying for what the Lord has in store for you in the next chapter of your life. FYI Don't grow old. It's not all it's cracked up to be. 😊
Glad you weren’t having blood drawn. It’s not hard to be nice to patients. Maybe it was her day not your age
yeah, you may be right. It was just the tone of voice, like talking to a child, that got me to thinking about how we do that to our elders. It's a type of condescension that I really don't want to practice, but in all honestly probably do from time to time. We are all on a journey towards Him.
I sent your post to my kids and their spouses, all nurses. They’re very compassionate but your perspective on the treatment you received is good to keep in mind. Sometimes the job we do can become “just a job” but in healthcare and really any job, we have to remember that people have feelings. It’s true, some people may not care; but others may just need that reminder.
Anyway, thank you for this post and so much of what you’ve written has been so helpful. The”mean girl” books are amazing.
I sent your post to my kids and their spouses, all nurses. They’re very compassionate but your perspective on the treatment you received is good to keep in mind. Sometimes the job we do can become “just a job” but in healthcare and really any job, we have to remember that people have feelings. It’s true, some people may not care; but others may just need that reminder.
Anyway, thank you for this post and so much of what you’ve written has been so helpful. The”mean girl” books are amazing.
I sent your post to my kids and their spouses, all nurses. They’re very compassionate but your perspective on the treatment you received is good to keep in mind. Sometimes the job we do can become “just a job” but in healthcare and really any job, we have to remember that people have feelings. It’s true, some people may not care; but others may just need that reminder.
Anyway, thank you for this post and so much of what you’ve written has been so helpful. The”mean girl” books are amazing.
It does hurt when people treat you with so little respect & coldness. It does take a while to brush it off because maybe there's something going on their life that affecting their mood.. It's so sad that people don't realize that being kind will change how they feel throughout the day. Thank you Hayley.
Thanks Julie. It is rough.
You are right, she may have been having a rough day. I was just so shocked, I lost all sense of her suffering, focusing on my own.
Hopefully she isn't like that all the time. No patient should be treated that way!!
I am old. People do see me as old. You can tell when they fail to even notice you. Not to be proud, but I used to turn heads…now people walk right past even if I’m talking to them. But getting old isn’t for the faint of heart, and not just because we get dismissed as old. It’s a struggle because no one cares who you used to be, your accomplishments, your skills, your education, your looks…you are now passé. I’m sorry you were treated poorly, I’m impressed you stood up for yourself and asked for a different caregiver next time. I don’t even do that anymore, I just take it. That nurse may have seen you as old or she may just be cold-hearted. But I’ll take a lesson from you, and speak up for myself next time too. Thankfully, the only one who does define me, sees me in all my sin and past, and made me just like I am for His Glory. Yay!
Well said, Lisa. So well said! It’s a whole new world, isn’t it?
Not just because our knees creak when we stand up—but because we’ve become invisible.
I feel the ache in every word you wrote. That sense of being passed over, as if your past brilliance, strength, beauty, and boldness have somehow evaporated. But they haven’t. They’ve just gone underground—still there, still burning, even if the world doesn’t stop to see them. Thank God that our worth isn’t measured by head-turns or recognition, but by a Savior who has never once walked past us.
Truth! You totally get it…thanks for the encouragement 🥰
I have been sincerely looking for kindness in people the last few months but if I see a make up wipe in a heat wave 🤷♀️. 😊
it's getting harder and harder to meet kindness on the street. Why is that? People are too busy? to introspective? to wounded?
I find that people are so hurt in this world that no one knows how to be kind or trust people who are. But you know I won’t give up in showing kindness. It can be healing to people. It shows them Jesus and they don’t know it yet!😊