Friday, January 18, 2008

i don't want to get old

So last Saturday, we had an interesting visitor at our house. It was about 5:30pm and I was in the kitchen doing my sis-in-law's hair, Mark was in the lazy-boy playing with the baby, and Colb and Cam were watching a movie when the door bell rings. Mark sends Colby to get it, Colby opens the door and just stands there. Mark tells me to go to the door and see who it is. When I get to the door, there was a little old lady trying to get in the door. I let her in and shut the door, and she asked if she was where she was supposed to be. She went on about how she was supposed to be at our neighbor's house to clean for them but they were not home, so she came to our house to see if she could use the phone to call her son to pick her up because she didn't have her car. She went on and on and wasn't making any sense at all. After about a minute, it occurred to me that she had probably walked away from the old folks home about 1/2 mile from our house. She was not wearing a jacket or warm shoes, and she had half a sandwich wrapped in a napkin in her hand. I invited her to come in and sit down while we called her son to come get her. She kept telling us that her son owns the Cummings Diesel place here in Casper and that he was going to pick her up after she was done cleaning. Oh man it was so sad. She thought that she was in Casper, Wyoming, and her poor little hands were so cold. It was about 18degrees outside and who knows how long she had been walking. It was a miracle that she even made it to our house, but we were so glad she had the sense of mind to knock on our door. Mark left the room and called our friend Jason who is an EMT and was on call that night. Hilary and I talked to her and tried to get her to wrap up in a blanket, but she wouldn't, she just kept talking about how she had stopped at my house the last time she needed to use the phone. Finally Jason got there and convinced her to let him take her home. When they pulled up to the care center, she said "I don't live here, and I will not live here. Is this your house?" The people at the center didn't even know she was missing. We feel that she was definitely being watched over that night, if she hadn't knocked on our door she would have died out there in the cold, we were blessed to have been able to help her. I really really really don't want to get old.

2 comments:

Creative Corner said...

Your view is so amazing, the little story was so sad! I dont want to grow old either! That made me cry. You just wish there was more that you could do...I am glad she is okay!

emilyaaa said...

That's the saddest, sweetest thing i've ever heard! She couldn't have found a better home for help, and warmth, and kindness. I know it's a little different, but it reminded me of when you took my 1 1/2 year old into your house that cold night last January, without much notice, and kept her for almost 2 days!! you guys are just good people, and we miss you here!!! (not to mention it's been 5 months since i've had my hair cut...i just can't bring myself to find someone else :) )

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