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I was not given any time to grieve

I was not given any time to grieve

My mom passed away over 20 years ago, I was only 15. And 3 months later I had to leave my country to migrate to Canada, therefore separating me from my siblings. I felt that I was not given any time to grieve, but also forced to […]

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They were all mothers

They were all mothers

I had 5 women I knew die within a year. They were all mothers, all in their 40’s. I was 45. It changed my life. I re-prioritized my life, declined a bigger more important job and focused on what was most important to me –my 3 children […]

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You left with dignity

You left with dignity

Although as my adoptive mom/stepmother, I was never really sure where we stood in terms of our relationship and never really felt close, your passing brought the family together in a bonding moment. And you seemed to not want to put any of us through your departure […]

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The nurses held her hand

The nurses held her hand

The nurses worked collaboratively to care for a mother of 2. She was 38 years old. The nurses held her hand, took pictures and helped to keep her pain free. There is a picture of her on our tree in the office with her husband and children. […]

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Arriving at her home

Arriving at her home

When my sister passed a DNR was not in place. She was terminal with breast cancer. Arriving at her home and meeting a police officer in the driveway telling me my mother had died was not a positive experience. Seeing her at the hospital with the rescuiation […]

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I miss all the fun you had

I miss all the fun you had

My loss of my mother is not physical. She suffers from severe dementia and does not know me. Mom, I miss all the fun you had with me and Keri. The time you picked Keri up in a clown costume at Halloween was the best! Your grandaughter […]

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What an honour it was to hold your hand

What an honour it was to hold your hand

Mom, You brought me into this world. What an honour it was to hold your hand and exchange care giver roles as you allowed me to hold you as you left this world. I reflect on that time as the most sincere and loving between is- forever […]

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The body is purely a vessel

The body is purely a vessel

I was not presented when my mother passed. In order to be present with her, I visited and viewed her deceased body in the hospital morgue. I realized upon seeing her the body is purely a ‘vessel’ to hold someone’s mind and spirit. It was also a […]

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Did you hear me?

Did you hear me?

Dear mom, The last thing I said was “I love you” The door closed at the same time….did you hear me? I love you Your baby boy

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Now we need to give back

Now we need to give back

While my mom is alive I want her life to be perfect…lots of family and friends because this is what she loves. She has always been a “giver”- now we need to give back.

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