My next-door neighbor is a hero. She does not see herself as one.
She is a dental hygienist and a friend; and I am pleased to know her. She is a hygienist to many including my husband and me. Not all heroes wear capes; some, like my neighbor Dianne, wear thick masks, plastic face shields and protective gowns. In March, for the first time in over thirty-seven years, she was forced to file for unemployment. She was forced to stay home from a job she loves and excels at. In the middle of May, she was called back to work when her dental office reopened. While I and so many others shelter in place and retreat from the world; she does the opposite. She advances toward it. For this, I salute and admire her. And I sincerely thank her for all she does. I also pray for her strength, endurance, patience and safety every single day.
She has quiet courage that you don’t see every day.
She puts her life on the line.
She does it with a smile.
She shows up even when it’s hard.
She faces risks to her own health to keep others’ mouths and bodies healthy.
She has to work in open mouths and expose herself to a highly infectious disease.
She did not imagine her last year of work before retirement would be like this.
She has a big heart for her patients.
She has to do extra things to work at her job now.
She gets exhausted, out of breath, and very sweaty, but she does her work anyway.
She is the hero next door.
“For I am with you; be not dismayed, for I am your God; I will strengthen you, I will help you, I will uphold you with my righteous right hand.”