ME-as I go through this zany, marvelous, difficult experience called: "LIFE"!

               A Balloon, Peace & Hope This afternoon, a man, with rainbow colored hair and a red pug nose, glided into my hospital room with a balloon “for me”! This young stranger, who was from Palestine, wanted just to put a smile on my face. As we talked, this kind human being spoke of peace. I could gather that he also prayed desperately for peace. My kind friend communicated that both Israeli children and Palestinian children deserve peace. I thanked him graciously and reassured him that he truly did place a smile on my face. I connected with this kind Samaritan saying that I, also, continually and passionately prayed for peace. I thanked my kind friend as I was singing this line of the song most of us know: “Let there be peace on Earth and let it begin with me!” This visit from a kind soul was a refreshing break from the difficulties and trials of being in the hospital. It also made me ponder, peace can begin with 1 person! Thank you to th

I am in the hospital. I have an infection in my blood that is affecting my respiratory system. Only certain types of antibiotics can work with this particular infection. The oral antibiotics that would work, and that I could be at home and be taking them, I am allergic to. So, again, I am in a hospital bed, in a hospital room, in a hospital. The staff are extremely kind and compassionate, as well as experts in their fields and occupations. Home, though, is where my friends are, where I am close to family, where I can go to church and where my heart is. So, I sit on my hospital bed, dwelling on my brokenness. There is one that heals and that is God. God is the Comforter, the Healer and the Physician of physicians. As my broken heart sears to the heavens, I know Jesus hears my solemn prayers and sees my brokeness. I know he will heal, if not my broken body but, my severed soul. Evelyn, in the hospital May 29, 2019

Today was an awesome day! On this Sunday in May, my friends, Stella and Ben, and all of the students who completed their studies in the Graduate Program of Occupational Therapy, graduated! I traveled by The Ride to attend their graduation, being placed in the front row next to Karen, (Stella’s mother), where I sat, listened and took pictures. I was proud of all the graduates but, I was especially delighted by my students (and friends), Stella and Ben! I met the families of Stella and Ben who were all kind, helpful and whom gave to me a special welcome as if I was also family! I was particularly touched by the openness, kindness, love and helpful manners of Stella’s mother, Karen. Karen had journeyed from afar! Karen had taken a flight from Germany, that was 18 hours long, to be present at Stella’s graduation. I was awed, and so proud of Stella who was nominated as the student speaker! Stella gave a magnificent speech, speaking with

One spectacular May Evening, I ventured outside to capture the sunset. My friends, I was not disappointed. The warm wind brushed up against me as I gazed into the setting sun. I was grateful to God for being alive and truly blessed to see one of God’s miraculous wonders; the Sunset. I observed the sun setting as though I was an active participant in it, as the sun surrendered to the dark and dismal night. With privilege and gratitude in my heart, I bowed my head and gave thanks to God for witnessing the wonders and majesty of Him who created this phenomenon, the sunset. A blessed,       Evelyn Pinto       May 16, 2019

My Mother, A Woman of Love and Wonder My Mother: “A Woman of Love and Wonder” When I think of my mother, I recall  the days of  my childhood. As a young  age , I was convinced of this: My mother knew "everything"! I n those early days of my  childhood , my mother  seemed to always kn ow  where I was and what I was doing. Like other children I grew up with, I  assumed  she had eyes in the back of her head! My mother was magical and infallible! My mother is now in her senior years. With age, we are both realizing a loss of control over some matters in our lives. We don’t have the good health, vigor or stamina that came with being younger. I have to tell you  this  though, my mother is still “magical”! My mom senses when her children are  sick or  in need. She somehow knows when something has gone terribly wrong or when a matter in our lives has transpired In a miraculous manner. My

                STELLA AND BEN + EVELYN Students in the Graduate Program in Occupational Therapy, of Tufts University, have been working with residents where I live for some time. These students will be graduating this month, May, 2019. This morning, May 3, 2019, we had a party to celebrate all of what these extraordinary young people have done for us. This was a celebration filled with games, fun, laughter and even a puppet show. The puppet show was created and written by one of our residents, David Dunton, and performed by David with the help 2 - 3 of these students. These young people, of the Graduate Occupational Therapy Program at Tufts University, have given their all, teaching us residents and learning from us as well! These students are intelligent, hardworking and have helped us with whatever our need or interest may be. I was fortunate to work with 2 of these students, Stella and Ben. Stella is a gifted young woman from Germany, wh