It was already time for my mom to get a haircut. Her hairstylist said she was busy the next couple weeks and not sure when she would be able to make it over. She called this afternoon and said she was available. My mom was just finishing her nap, but didn’t want to get up. I felt bad, but eventually, she did get up and ready. The hairdresser arrived with a friend. We also had a caregiver over. We all chatted while Mom was being cared for. The friend was a nurse, so all the women were attentive to my mom and aware of how to make sure she was comfortable. My mom was overwhelmed from the beginning, but relaxed as she sat longer. In the end her hair was beautiful. I very much appreciated the generosity of the hairstylist, the attentiveness of all the ladies, and the conversation.

I Found God today in caring women.