The Gift of Playing the Harp
--by SissyLee, posted Aug 14, 2017
The second room was a chatty and fairly loopy 92-year-old man and his exasperated son. His son was grateful I was able to "soothe the savage beast" for a little while. The nurse who came in did not want to leave, she said.
Next came a quiet little woman who thought she might have to pay for this service. I assured her it was free and she then enjoyed the music and dozed off with a nature channel in the background.
The last was a grandmother with long wild hair. She had to video me for her grandkids. She told me no one had ever played the harp for her, ever. She had been sitting up and as I played, she said, "Excuse me -- this is so relaxing" and got under the covers. I told her I was succeeding at my job and she dozed away until I had to leave. She then came to and had to take a picture. I gave her a dove made from a hymnal and she loved the notes on the paper. She was, dare I say, shocked at this little gift and deeply touched.
The hospital gives me a free lunch after my shift, at a little organic cafe on the campus. Managed to get another dove in the tip jar.
It was a very pleasant morning, indeed.