It's the Little Things

Sometimes it's just the little things that matter most.
Sometimes it's just a "God bless you," when someone sneezes.
Sometimes it's an "excuse me," when trying to move out of the way of a wheelchair.

Sometimes it's as simple as an act or gesture of caring; bending down to pick up something someone has dropped, holding a door for someone who struggles, moving things out of the way for a wheelchair to get through, a high five, a hand shake, a pat on the back.

Yolanda, the art and crafts teacher at St. Ann Center, understands this well.  She teaches arts and crafts, helps with computer time, feeds clients at lunch time, and occasionally, when she has time, she also paints the clients nails.  It's a small act really.  It doesn't take much time.  But it really means a lot to the clients.  It helps to make them feel cared for and loved.

"Look at my nails!" said one client as I was walking through the atrium.  Yolanda had just painted her nails and she was feeling very pretty!  It made me smile all day!