Column by Charity Griffin
Early in my career I worked at an assisted living Center in Orem. I attended to the needs of 16 residents every day. It was there that I met Rachel.
Rachel was not the type of person to give “warm fuzzies”. She was stern with her words and her domineer was strong and confident. I am a “warm fuzzie” kind of girl, therefore, it took me many months to understand her.

As a young adult Rachel raised her family during the Great Depression and throughout World War 2.  Although she never spoke of her childhood to me, I knew that this is where her strength came from.

Rachel spoke only of her adult years as a mother and a wife. She did not give this information freely, like I said, it took many months for her to open up to me and when she finally did I saw a loving side that I had not imagine existed. It wasn’t until this moment that I understood there are many sides to love.

I used to think that love is love, the end. Not true!  Most people will agree that there is no love like a mother feels for her children. I agree with this. Rachel taught me there’s an equal side to love that is felt by women that are not physically bound to others. Meaning, women have the most unique, pure way of loving other human beings that they did not give birth to. This bond is just as strong as the love they feel for their biological children.