a co-worker, Covid |
Maggie Maggie and I worked together in an assisted living facility. She was an aide. I am a nurse. We worked the memory care unit. Maggie was Haitian but she had deep love and an uncanny talent for caring and communicating with people with brain changes. When Covid struck, I retired, it was too much for me. Maggie continued even though she had just had a baby girl. I sent the baby a gift of a tiny bracelet of pearls, crystals, a silver cross. One night I woke from a dream of Maggie singing her favorite hymn, "Be Thou My Vision". In the morning I received news that Maggie had contacted Covid, been placed on a ventilator and had died. They said she was holding a tiny pearl bracelet when she passed. Author's Note: Lyrics to Be Thou My Vision Lyrics Be Thou my vision, O Lord of my heart Naught be all else to me, save that Thou art Thou my best thought, by day or by night Waking or sleeping, Thy presence my light Be Thou my wisdom, and Thou my true word I ever with Thee and Thou with me, Lord Thou my great Father, and I Thy true son Thou in me dwelling and I with Thee one Riches I heed not, nor vain, empty praise Thou mine inheritance, now and always Thou and Thou only first in my heart High King of heaven, my treasure Thou art High King of heaven, my victory won May I reach heaven's joys, O bright heaven's sun Heart of my own heart, whatever befall Still be my vision, O ruler of all Heart of my own heart, whatever befall Still be my vision, O ruler of all |