She sits on a chair built for a 4-year-old and slips Bible markers into place. The Bible
cover has a photo of Jesus and the children.
She will be ready to play with preschoolers and, while they
play, teach them about Jesus.
Every Sunday she's ready, though on most Sundays now no children come.
She's already made coffee for the adult class next door and
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It was a busy week. Inspectors scurried through the children's hospital where she keeps
track of premature babies. The low-birth-weight clinic, where she and others teach parents
to help their tiny preemies thrive, easily passed inspection. She joined co-workers at the
memorial service for a young neonatologist who died. "He was a good doctor and a good
man," she tears up while telling others, "and he's with the Great Physician
now."
She mailed in her retirement papers.
Retirement is a tough
decision. She's not sure how she will spend her retirement years, but she believes it's
time to close a nursing career that spanned 45 years.
She has loved nursing, from the hospital emergency room to
inner-city streets as a public health nurse, to a major medical school as a senior
research nurse in neonatology.
If she could do it over, she would specialize in
child development. She loves children.
On Saturday she helped choose books for third graders at
her neighborhood school and bought books for two foster grandmothers who read to children
at the hospital. She bought her husband a pair of shoes for his birthday, expensive shoes
he would not have bought for himself. She phoned two widows to see if they'd like a ride
to a church party Saturday night.
On Sunday afternoon she will wrap gifts for co-workers,
mulch part of her flower garden, and plan for Monday night cookie baking with her
4-year-old granddaughter.
Her husband is sure she will have no problem finding things
to do in retirement.
She misses the activity of the past when the preschool
Sunday School room was full every week. Today it won't be full, but she's ready. She will
love any child who walks through the door.
Love is what she does.
She will always be busy

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