By Kay Heitsch
After getting acquainted with the staff at the group home, I learned that the tutor had a clown ministry, where she would visit a nursing home and pass out candy. Occasionally, she would take some of the girls from the group home with her.
I drove over to the grocery store and bought several different candies, including sugar-free ones, from one of those Brocks displays. I found a basket at home and put the candy inside.
On a Thursday night, Brandon and I drove over to the nursing home with the candy basket. On occasion, I would take some of the girls from the group home with us. We would walk around to each room and let the residents choose the candy they liked. Most of the residents were happy to see us, even if they didn't want any candy.
I noticed when the group home girls came along, they loved these residents, and the residents loved them too. There was no judgment between any of them.
I continued to go to this nursing home on Thursday night for several years. I have written many stories about my experiences there.
I look back now and can see that God was helping me adjust to Todd's death by helping others. Even if it was only a small gesture, like offering a piece of candy or giving a small hug.