If you leave a job, and there were special there don't forget about them. Keep in contact with them in some way.
I left my nursing home job for another one. There was one lady that was oh so special to me. Because I have no grandmother's left. She was like one. She didn't belong in the memory unit, I believe. When I left, I got her daughter's phone number. Today, the daughter, the lady and me are having lunch. This morning I am making banana bread for her. When I was there, I would bring home baked goods for her. I would spoil her you would say. I made my recipes in the unit instead of the other things. People liked my recipes.
I don't know how often I will see her. I don't if she will continue to remember always.
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