Lavonne Anderson
to Joan’s family. You have my sympathy as you mourn her death, celebrate her life and honor her legacy. I met Joan in dining room at Calvin Manor. I move here Feb. 2, at age 71 due to effects of stroke I had in 2013. My husband has been my 24/7 caregiver 13-1/2 years so it was time for him to get a break and take care of home self. I have over 50 years experience with elderly-as an aide, activity coordinator, volunteer, family member and resident. It is whole new ballgame being the resident! Ivan tell you Calvin Manor is excellent place to be. I know how it feels to have parents be in a facility and not be able to visit every day. I want you to be assured Joan was well loved and cared for by staff here. I’m sure you probably know that but I also know it doesn’t hurt to hear again. I saw Joan joyfully greeted by named when she entered dining room. Her tablemates smiled and waved when they saw her coming. Staff gently and affectionately gave her quick hug when they were near. She was genuinely loved. Once I heard herd calling “Oh, Oh.” It breaks my heart to heart distress so I wheeled over in attempt to help. I put my hand on her forearm, said softly, “Hi Joan. It’s LaVonne. I heard you but I am not sure what you want. I wish I knew how I can help.” Oh Oh she moaned, I must get out of this chair and into my bed.” I said, Joan. I know the girls are helping others with their meals now but soon they will be here to help you. I will stay with you until someone comes. Is that okay?” Joan said, “Yes. Thank you.”
“Today at chapel the message was that we should be bright lights for God’s love. My parents taught my siblings and that too. They said we should let the joy of Jesus shine in our hearts.” Joan raised her head, looked at me, smiled at me and said, “That’s exactly right. Have a beautiful day. Thank you and Go with God.”
I did not know Joan McGuire long but I will always remember my time with her.
God’s peace, LaVonne Anderson, #332
