Memories of a Mentor

Hello everyone.  Praise the Lord.

I had taken a long break from volunteering due to my wife’s health.  The urgent needs at home should be a priority for anyone.  Even though I was ready for a long break, being back felt very good!  After a while, the hospice starts to become your second home.

It was a nice evening here at the hospice, nice outside and quiet inside.  I was directed to a room by the nursing staff to sit with a man who was a bit restless.  He was unconscious due to medication, but restless.  This is one of the many reasons that they need volunteers around to assist them.

I was sitting there for about an hour, talking to him a reassuring him that he is okay, when a man walks into the room.  I quickly introduce myself and tell him why I am there.  I am at this point thinking that he is a family member. 

He seems glad that I have been sitting with him and eagerly asks me to stay longer.  I accept his kind invitation. The two of us talking and having a conversation would be a soothing sound to our patient.

He says that he is a Mexican National from Puebla, Mexico.  But, now, he lives in a resort town on Mexico’s west coast.  He is a manager at a hotel there and he had thirty-six people working for him.  He said that he has a very successful carrier in the hotel business.

He then told me that the patient was his mentor and that he owed his carrier and maybe his life to him!  He said that the patient started and managed a large resort in Mexico, for a resort company.  He then accepted an offer from another resort company to start and mange a new resort in the same town. 

The man said that he began his carrier as an airport shuttle driver, and that he helped him move up from position to position.  He taught him all that he knows of the hotel and resort business.  He said that he owed his carrier to him.  When he had heard that he was in our hospice, he dropped everything to come here and be by his side!  This was his time now to give back!

He told me that his best memories are from working with him.  I told him that the best gift that someone can give another is a memory, because a memory will last a lifetime!  Wealth is not how much money one accumulates in a lifetime.  It is how much love one accumulates.  It is how much people have we lifted up and helped.  It is how many lives we have improved.  Memories of a mentor do last a lifetime! 

Have you had a mentor?  Can you tell me about it in the comments section?

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Brother Roop