In my 5 years as a Saint Elizabeth visiting nurse, I have come such a long way in terms of dealing with the death of clients. I started work shortly after my mother’s death – still raw in my memory; almost immediately found myself caring for dying clients: Betty, Guy, Julie, Joyce, Tracy, Mary, and many others.

Some I came to know very well. Others not so well. Some I grew close to; all of them I cared for. Now I am walking the road with other families, and for a short time their stories are part of my story. Both of us are enriched.