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Creating space to pause, reflect and share experiences with dying and death

Moments

Moments

She was always there for us

She was always there for us

I miss you mom, all the time! When my mom passed away, all 6 of her 7 children were at her bedside. It was one of the hardest things that I have ever done, but I wouldn’t have ever missed being there. It felt like we could […]

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Thank you my love

Thank you my love

To My Beautiful Girl, Without taking a breath, your beauty, love and spirit has made this world more beautiful. You have unleashed a capacity to love and cherish amongst so many people. Thank you my love. Thank you for loving me. Thank you for allowing me to […]

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I adored visiting you both

I adored visiting you both

I visited you both in Long Term Care because I wanted to …not because I had to. I adored visiting you both. When dad was gone then I visited just mum…suffering from Alzheimer’s but always her beautiful, calm self. Miss you both.  

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His children were not told

His children were not told

Is of my father, who died at the insanely young age of 39. I was 9, and couldn’t understand what happened. He had a heart attack, and was in the hospital dying, for days, but we, his children, were not told our father was about to die. […]

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Her final breaths

Her final breaths

I remember her gasping for air, a little voice in my head to check her blood O2, me rushing to notify the family in the middle of the night, the slowing of gasping, her final breaths as we all stood around her bed… Art Gallery of Burlington

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An early morning in spring

An early morning in spring

My father died on a Monday. An early morning in spring- just as the day began, just as people were busy scurrying. I think about how many babies were born at that exact moment. How many of them had his curly black hair and dark coffee skin […]

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Remembering the lucid, visible moments

Remembering the lucid, visible moments

Made me think of losing parts of my mother to dementia but remembering the lucid, visible, wholesome moments when she was bright and connected with me. Thank you,

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The room was quiet

The room was quiet

Being with the dying is an absolute privilege and honour. I remember my first client death very well. I sat at the bedside of an elderly gentleman, while he was actively dying in hospital. His partner has stepped out to make funeral arrangements. The room was quiet. […]

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The care he needed to live at home

The care he needed to live at home

It was a joy to watch John live for the 4 years he had after diagnosis. Helping him organize his travels, the care he needed to live at home was important to all his friends. He talked openly about how he found a way to live with […]

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You held on for as long as you could

You held on for as long as you could

They said I didn’t need to keep coming to see you as often because you didn’t remember my visits – but they were wrong, you held on for as long as you could for me and in your last moments of life, your smile when I walked […]

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