08 February 2011

my heart

I'm getting ready to head to SLC for the visitation of Carmela Nielsen.

I loved her. As a teenager she was an influence, a force for all that is good to me. She was motherly, a protector, a professional, caring, smart, funny and beautiful. She was a physical therapist at my dad's clinic at Holy Cross. I hear her scolding me, with love, about the importance of being on time, about wearing socks with my shoes to work. About presenting myself with confidence, about standing up straighter. Where else does one learn these lessons? In the years since I worked at the clinic whenever I would see her she would light-up. Is that not the most incredible feeling - when some is physically brightened by your presence?  She was joyous, her voice was full of depth and reflected the character deep inside her. I was fascinated by the stories of her life, of serving in the Israeli army. She taught me about treating all people with dignity (the homeless that would sometimes enter the clinic and she would say, "prepare a hotpack and let them have a place to rest"), about sucking it up and doing your job (when I would balk at cleaning the whirlpool after a burn victim may have been treated). Love and safety are the words that fill my mind today. I miss you. I want to be like you.

6 comments:

karen gerstenberger said...

What a beautiful tribute to your mentor/friend. I am sorry for your loss. Thank you for introducing us to her, so that she can bless us through your memories. May God comfort you and her family.

dixie said...

Thank you for your tender memory of your beautiful, gracious friend who has touched your life.
Thank you for introducing me to her through your memories. You too, touch many peoples lives, you have touched mine many times.
Thank you

Nat said...

I remember Carmela. She was such a nice lady.

Jen said...

I am sorry I could not be there for the viewing. I loved Carmela too. She had the most beautiful eays - hazel with flecks of gold and brown. I too have the memories of working there and deciphering her encrypted handwriting for the therapy reports. Her deep rolling "R"s when she spoke and her love for her job. She always had a huge hug for you when you would see her. I think I had known her since I was about 3 or 4, so I never knew Dad's work without Carmela. I wonder how Cathy and Gladys are doing? I will miss her.

Sara Jane said...

She sounds like such a neat lady.

cute girl neika said...

I want to be like her too.wow