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My wife’s death was the single most defining moment in my life. I was with her in the hospital at the moment she passed away and this changed how I look at living, and dying. In a society that keeps on putting off the discussion till it’s
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The last thing you said to me, Mom, was “I love you” as you reached out and squeezed my hand. I had no idea how close you were to your final breath, but I now realize that you knew it was your time to go. Taken far
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I remember the bed the living room, I am glad it was there for all of us. The place you had spend your last couple of days before you went back to the hospital. We sat on it curled up with all the cousins. It was an
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My Regret – That I was present as a Healthcare provider (RN) (liaison for the family) rather than as a daughter at my father’s bedside when he was dying. I also regret not informing him that he was dying – missed opportunity to allow each other to
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I remember everyone wondering how I coped so well after my father passed away two years ago, Some people openly commented about how strong I was, others just gave me fleeting looks of empathy and concern during a pause in our conversations. My apparent resilience made me
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Fifteen years has passed since you left us, too young, too soon. You were only three months old. Every time I meet a beautiful 15 year old teen, I imagine what you could look like, how you would have been a great sister to your three brothers.
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“Fare thee well… why should I weep? To see thee thus so soundly sleep…” TO know that there is no right way to grieve. That grief, the pain of grief, stays with you forever…it may adjust and you can live again…but you are forever transformed by it.
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My grandfather. He was a silent, kind, loving man. He looked after all children & grand-children with a very humble, quiet demeanor. I’m glad that he fulfilled his wish of passing away at home. I’m sorry I missed saying goodbye by one hour. He has left a
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The last time I saw my grandpa. It was about a year before he passed away. He lived in Hong Kong at the time. Staying at a senior home. I was visiting him with my parents, having come all the way from Toronto. He had dementia. He
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