Submitted by Rhonda Wills Dunn
When my dad, Leonard Wills, was home with hospice care the last 6 weeks of his life, he received many cards and had lots of visitors. They all thanked him for his kindness and acceptance. I overheard one say to him, with tears in her voice, "You were always kind to me. You always spoke to me when you saw me. I can't tell you how much that has always meant to me." Shortly before he died, my dad told me, "I didn't think I was a bad person - I didn't steal or lie -but I didn't know I'd been a good person; that I'd made a difference in people's lives." My dad's natural kindness to and acceptance of others - without expecting anything in return - has been my guide.