I got the chance to volunteer at a nursing home yesterday with my kids. Something I hadn't done since I was a teenager myself. My small group at church has been putting together service projects that we can do with our children. I think it's a great idea. It's always bothered me that I am not always able to volunteer in the ways I would like.
We helped them play bingo. Something so simple, but turned into something so meaningful. I was so moved by the way my kids helped out. They were not thrilled about going, but I gave them no choice. They do not have any experience being around the elderly. I knew they were a little nervous. I told them just to smile, talk in a loud voice and look into their eyes. A lady asked my son to wheel her back to her room. It made me so happy to see them in this new environment. It also gave me a chance not to think of my aches and pains as much. I hope we get to do it again.