I had lived with my aunt Ruby from when I was a child.
She was the kindest person that gave to those around her wholeheartedly.
When mom passed on when I was a child, the family had been stranded until aunt Ruby opted to stay with me. She was known for helping other kids get through life as this was her life calling. She treated me as her kid right from the word go. I lacked for nothing, and went to the best private schools, courtesy of her. Unfortunately, due to age she had grown frail and was no longer her active self. I had tried my best to convince her to come with me to the city but she refused. She had planned this part of her life early and didn’t want to be a burden to me. Reluctantly, I took her to the nursing home of her choice. I made sure that she was given preferential treatment just to feel content with this move. I would have preferred to take care of her myself but Aunt Ruby didn’t want to hear of it. The one afternoon I visited her and found out that her room was hot and stuffy, I couldn’t hold back the tears. Of course she couldn’t complain despite the struggle she clearly had. I talked to the management to understand why my aunt’s room had no air conditioner. The nursing home was running on a tight budget and had to compromise on their things. I anonymously donated to help them get a portable window AC for each room. The idea was to convince my company to help with the entire HVAC system revamp as part of our social responsibility. Since thai was my department at work, I was determined to see it through.