Every Thursday I volunteer in the pediatric playroom of one of the government hospitals .
I used to wait around for the elevator like everyone else, but when one day the elevator was having mechanical problems, I took the stairs and that was the end of my elevator riding. The playroom is on the 9th floor, and even though I can't say it gets much easier, it's definitely much better for me. I'm not a real fan of crowded elevators anyways.
As a volunteer I basically get to play, paint, draw, do puzzles ... whatever the kids want to do when they come to the playroom.
One of our long term chronic patients is a lovely young lady (middle school-aged) who was taught to crochet by her grandmother.
She was so very happy when she found out that I also crochet, so now every time she comes to the hospital, she brings her latest projects to show me.
She crochets gifts for all her friends and often makes small things for me and the playroom staff like the candy and donuts above.
In fact, all of the projects shown above were made by her.
It really is such a treat to see how proud she is of what she makes and that we have a shared passion that bonds us.
Two years ago, I was asked to do some crochet for one of the baby dolls in the playroom and posted about that here.
It doesn't seem that I shared the ones I was asked to crochet for last year, so here they are.
This doll got a dress, headband and blanket.
And a cocoon, hat and dress were made for this little baby doll
The way you get meaning into your life is to devote yourself to loving others, devote yourself to your community around you, and devote yourself to creating something that gives you purpose and meaning.
Have a blessed Thursday!