We were as Angels to him.

I usually wake up Sunday's with enough time to throw on a comfortable shirt and skirt ensemble, either letting my hair air dry or putting it in a braid or low bun. Today was a different kind of day. It was Thursday. After waking up with more than the usual amount of time to get ready, I put on my asparagus green dress and brown cardigan I had planned to wear the night before. I took the time to curl my hair and carefully apply a little make up after putting my contacts in. Today is a peaceful day. It's a day of celebration, a celebration of a life.

Every time I worked I would try to at least go say hi. He was a ray of light, smiling everywhere he went. There was not a single soul who didn't like him at the Charleston. He brightened my every day. He never knew of down days, it was unnecessary, he could still manage to cheer someone up. He was the definition of Strength, Selflessness, Disciple of Christ, Giving, Knowledge, Steadfastness, and much much more. For the first time since starting my job at the Charleston almost three years ago, I truly miss one of the residents. He is my hero. I hope to be more like him each and every day.