My Mira (Posted Late on January 2nd from January 1st)

It is so easy for me to write about the bright spot that once existed (and still does in many respects!) in my life for a period of about four months two years ago. If only others could experience the sheer bond that formed between me and my first client Mira!
What a doll she was; quite opinionated and unique in thought, but a doll nonetheless. We would race to outtalk one another and could not wait to give the other a gift.
Both of us were hard-working and valued a dollar. Mira knew exactly what it was like to struggle in life because her entire life was one of adversity.
She began her life in the United States as a mere teen sent here by her parents from Prague, escaping the negativity Hitler left in his wake and getting out before Russia took control. Her father especially wanted to save her from any possible demise, and at that time it was not unusual for people abroad to send their beloved children away to literally save their lives.
Mira proved to her family and to herself that she was not a weak wallflower, but a strong woman willing to work hard to make herself a future albeit alone and lonely. I often try to imagine what it would be like to go somewhere, alone, not speaking the language and hoping to find love along the way.
Just Mira’s story alone makes it easy for me to prove daily that With Age Comes Respect!


About melissalstoneburner

Melissa is the proud mother of two boys. She also like to take care of all of her elderly clients as though they were her actual flesh and blood, too. Melissa began her elderly care business, Time to Care, in August, 2012. Since then, she has successfully seen several clients through life and onto the next life. She writes about what she knows, what she doesn't know, and reveals all the research in between. She believes that elderly care is the best thing she has ever done in life; second only to being a mother!
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