Tag Archives: compassion

BUILDINGS AND PEOPLE GET OLD

Posted on March 15, 2019 by oneta hayes

NOTE:  I question whether this is in poor taste.   I am not being cynical, making light of a problem, nor being humorous.   I am exaggerating, but I am recognizing that this kind of problem exists.  We need more medical research … Continue reading →

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NAOMI-MARI*

Posted on December 18, 2016 by oneta hayes

It is so cold.  With a heart for the hurting, I am re-posting from April, 2015. ********* She seemed like a misfit in that room of misfits—clean and well groomed in decent clothing, almost regal, tall, thin, with beautiful gray hair arranged neatly … Continue reading →

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Yuck, that’s not melted ice!

Posted on October 31, 2016 by oneta hayes

Rehab – No more catheter or urinary bags! OOPS, no one informs my bladder and so – (Oh, the Woe!)   As back into diapers, I go! Upon entry, I modestly claimed I preferred a female for change. Some girls had … Continue reading →

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THERE WAS A LITTLE GIRL

Posted on October 12, 2015 by oneta hayes

“Nobody’s ever loved me like you do,” said the orange-clad girl as she sat with little bare feet drawn up in the chair in the chaplain’s office at the County jail. Innocent looking yellow curls framed a troubled face.  Her … Continue reading →

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