Teen Boy Takes Care of Lonely Elderlies in Nursing Home, One Day Something Unxpected Happened
Tom started working at a nursing home to honor his late grandmother’s memory. He loved it and thought about making it his future career. One day a new resident showed up and she was the carbon copy of his grandma. However, the truth about her was something he had never imagined.
“Hello Tom,” Mrs. McKinnon greeted the teenager Tom when he arrived at the nursing home in Delray Beach, Florida.
He waved at the older woman who was taking a morning stroll with the assisting nurse. He knew her well and loved when Tom came to chat with her. It was going to be a long day but it didn’t matter. He had the time of his life at the nursing home, tending to everybody, helping the staff, and connecting with all these elderly people. The teenager started frequenting the nursing home a year ago when his grandmother Annette died. His parents had placed her at the facility because her health had deteriorated. Tom used to spend all his time at her house before that, but he couldn’t visit that often because they lived in Miami. It took over an hour to get to the nursing home and his parents wouldn’t drive him.
Sadly, Annette died unexpectedly and Tom was heartbroken. He cried and felt lost for a long time until he decided to take the bus to Delray Beach and visit the nursing home where his grandma used to live. He asked the staff if they had any memories of the older woman and was surprised to hear that everyone loved her. Of course they did; she was terrific and full of life. After hearing stories from the staff, he asked the residents and soon enough he was volunteering to help them with other stuff. That day at the nursing home had changed his life forever, so he asked management if he could come more often. They gladly agreed as young people rarely volunteered and all the residents benefited greatly from seeing teenagers around. Tom was amazing; everyone loved him just like they loved his grandmother, and many of the older ladies viewed him as a grandson. The teenager started coming as often as his schooling and parents allowed. He knew it was what he wanted to do in the future. He thought of becoming a nurse or a doctor or of even opening his own facility; that was his calling.
Tom chatted with Mrs. McKinnon as they walked around the building and soon he went to greet other residents. Several ladies were in the middle of a poker game, there was a dance class in the rec room, and one of the nurses needed help with a seriously ill older woman who couldn’t move anymore. Those cases were the hardest, but Tom was determined to learn everything and often hoped his grandmother was looking down on him from heaven with pride. By the end of the day, Tom was exhausted but happy. Suddenly one of the nurses, Ellie, came over.
“Hey Tom, we have someone new. Can you help us with her bags?” she asked, and the teenager nodded eagerly.
Despite his exhaustion, he walked to the entrance of the facility where he saw an older woman get out of a taxi and he stopped in his tracks. Ellie was helping her as she moved slowly with a cane, but Tom couldn’t move. His eyes were wide and his heart was beating like a strong drum in his chest. The new resident of the nursing home was the vision of Annette.
“How is this possible?” he wondered, shocked.
“Tom, Tom!” Ellie called, springing him back to attention.
He blinked and finally snapped out of his stupor to help get the lady’s bags out of the trunk. As Ellie guided her inside, he followed them towards a room and started the unpacking process.
“Young man, be careful with my things. You might see some things unsuitable for little boys,” the older woman joked, laughing loudly.
Tom’s cheek turned crimson as he let go of her clothes, but he also chuckled. Ellie joined in the fun and gestured with her hand for Tom to leave.
“Go, Tom. Thank you for this, but I can take it from here. Aren’t you late for the bus? See you next time,” Ellie said goodbye and Tom waved as he left.
He walked towards the bus station and thought about the older lady all the way home. He wanted to kick himself for not even asking for her name, but her image and joke had blanked his mind.
“Mom, did Grandma have any sisters?” he asked his mother that night after arriving home.
“No sweetie, remember my Mom was adopted,”
Tom nodded his head. Curious, he went online and started searching for answers only to discover that many people believed everyone on Earth had a doppelganger.
“That can’t be true,” he thought.
He went to sleep still thinking about it. The thought plagued him for the next few days until he returned to the nursing home.
“Oh young man, I haven’t seen you around,” the woman who looked so much like his grandmother greeted him when he arrived.
She was reading in one of the loud areas.
“I wanted to apologize for embarrassing you the other day. I also forgot to introduce myself. I’m Amelia Olson.”
“It’s nice to meet you Mrs. Olson, I’m Tom,” he replied and sat down next to her. “Actually, there’s something I wanted to ask you.”
“Sure,” the older woman put her book down and removed her reading glasses, “what is it?”
“Is there any chance you knew my grandmother? You look exactly like her. I’ve been thinking about it for days.”
He grabbed his phone from his back pocket searching for something with his finger.
“Well who is her grandmother? Is she here?”
“She died a year ago; that’s why I started working here. Well, I don’t get paid so I should say I volunteer, but anyway, I wanted to honor her memory. Her name was Annette Markson.”
The teenager turned his phone around so the older woman could see a photo of Annette, but Mrs. Olson did not move her eyes from Tom’s face.
“Annette,” she muttered, “no, it can’t be.”
“What?” he asked, frowning.
“Here, look at her picture. Your grandmother was named Annette?”
“Oh dear,” Mrs. Olson started to breathe rapidly. Her hand went to her chest and Tom got worried.
“Mrs. Olson, are you all right? I’ll call Ellie right now!”
He rose from the couch but the older woman grabbed his arm.
“No kid, sit back down. It’s just Annette is a name that brings back so many memories, and I wasn’t ready to see what’s on your phone.”
Mrs. Olson started but gestured with her hand, “Let me see now.”
She took the phone he extended and put her reading glasses back on. She stared at the image on the phone for what seemed like an eternity and silent tears escaped her eyes.
“Mrs. Olson, what’s going on? Please, I’m so sorry,” he apologized moving closer to her, but the older woman shook her head.
“No kid, there’s nothing to apologize for. You just made my dream come true,” she revealed, her words breaking with her tiny sobs. “Annette was my sister. We were adopted by different families when she was six and I was four. Then the family that adopted me moved to Ohio. I searched for her for years but I couldn’t find her.”
“No!” the teenager said in shock.
“Yes, and I eventually gave up and got busy with my own family. I can’t believe she’s gone. What was she like?”
Mrs. Olson finally looked up from the phone with shining eyes and Tom started getting emotional.
“Well, she was the best grandma in the world,” he shared, and spent the entire day telling Amelia all about her sister and the family she had made, that she was great at sports and studied law but became a housewife, and that she also made the best fried chicken ever and no one could beat her at backgammon.
Amelia listened attentively and Tom thought it was the best day of his life. A few days later, Tom brought his mother and her sister to meet Amelia who was technically their aunt. As he watched the women speak to the carbon copy of his grandmother, he understood that his work at the nursing home was meant to be. He knew he would look back at that moment years later when he becomes a doctor caring for senior citizens.
