“So how can you tell me you’re lonely,
And say for you that the sun don’t shine?
Let me take you by the hand and lead you through the streets of London
I’ll show you something to make you change your mind “
This is the chorus from Ralph McTell’s song The Streets of London”. Do you know it. Click here to hear him sing this song.
This is one of those songs that remind us just how lucky we are. Oh we all have something about which to complain but unless one is battling a life threatening or terminating illness, put alongside those who are homeless and without any hope that things will improve, they really are minor.
If you follow my blog you will know that, until I came to live with my partner (the Architect), Thursday was always Mary Potter Hospice day. Once a week I volunteered and helped serve lunch to the patients or should we now call them clients?
All these patients were battling terminal illness but in the years that I volunteered there, I only met one person who was rude and ungrateful for the care he was receiving from the dedicated staff. Of course, it was understood by everyone why he was like this at the time. And his charming wife told us that he was never rude before coming into the Hospice. Apparently he was a gregarious, lovely fellow who was finding it difficult to come to terms with what was happening to him.
And then recently, I experienced the other side of the service the hospice offers. My partner, dying from a brain tumour, was transferred to Te Omanga Hospice close to where we live. And what an amazing place that it. The love, care and attention showered upon us both was absolutely unbelievable. Nothing was too much trouble for any of the staff. Cups of tea in the early hours of the morning, a friendly ear to listen when it all became to much for me, food brought to me even though I didn’t want to eat and in all an outpouring of love to help me when the inevitable time came for the Architect to leave this world.
And when that day came, the love was showered on our families.
So if today in your travels, you come across an abrupt, grumpy person, give them a smile. We don’t know what demons they are battling in their lives and maybe a smile will help them.
“If you’re reading this…
Congratulations, you’re alive.
If that’s not something to smile about,
then I don’t know what is.”
― Chad Sugg, – Monsters Under Your Head