My daughter-in-law, Terina, who spent time scrap-booking and writing special letters to her children (13 and 14) to make sure they would remember her as they matured and recall all the wonderful times they had as a family as well as some intimate personal times she shared
Read story →He was only given a couple hours to live
Fred was my client for years as I worked in a PSW role – we had a wonderful professional relationship at the LTC facility. As time went on and I studied to be a nurse – I was doing one of my practicums at the local hospital.
Read story →The simplest things can ease the situation
My father-in-law passed away suddenly. The whole family was still reeling from the loss of another family member. We gathered at the funeral home – everyone was so distraught. The small children were so unsure and upset. I asked for some paper and pens and layed on
Read story →He remained focused on others
My Dad who died from colon cancer but who was a constant source of strength and love for his family and a course of humour and grace to all his wonderful caregivers – he was able to remain at home until his final few days and could
Read story →Duke was brought into her room
She died in the presence of “Duke” — the bird that she ensured was “tucked in” before she goes to bed every night. This is what “End of Life” care is about. As one of our residents is dying, “Duke” was brought into her room and stayed
Read story →I was playing on the floor with a sick child
Arriving on my interview day 5 years ago at the lighthouse and on arrival a young girl ask me to lie on the floor to play a game. That precious moment of putting aside my interview manners of having to act a certain way was put aside
Read story →Her body lifted up
I remember “Helen” who was on our unit for a few weeks and always had family members at her bedside except the time of her death. I had this inner voice telling to go in her room she was taking her last few breaths. I sat with
Read story →I talk to your dad almost daily
Carter — my nephew who died this spring in Northern Saskatchawan. Seventeen years old. (There just are not the resources there to support grieving families) Carter — I talk to your Dad almost daily. He misses you so much. His pain is palpable. I promise you I will
Read story →I wish I could have said thank you then
I’ve not been doing this long enough to have a practice but Mr. H stuck with me. He was my age and he seemed well. He was sick but he had no reason to die, at least not for years. Then he did. 29 years old, excited
Read story →I told her how much I loved her
30 years ago my aunt Jessie passed away after suffering a terrible fall. I was able to sit with her during the last hour of her life. We were alone. I told her how much I loved her and thanked her for all of her teachings and
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