My grandmother was always a prominent figure in my life growing up and was a stern role model, almost the ‘glue’ of our family. When I was 17 my grandma died unexpectedly. My mother never coped or properly grieved the loss of her mom, and ended up
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As an RN working at the hospital I was asked to head to the ICU department to bring a pt back to our palliative floor as the family had made the decision to take an EOL approach. I went with a college to bring our pt back
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Life is too short need to enjoy each and every minute. A friend of mine who was at his prime time of his life was gunned down in the morning hours of the day when going to work. He was my cheer leader, supporting me in everything.
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I miss you so much dad, everyday the world reminds me how special it was when you were physically here with me – now I just use my senses to remember that I and this world is so much better for having had you in it. T’amo
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I remember when we first met; it was the single most thrilling day of my life. Those beautiful blue eyes that made me forget all the pain that seemed to never go away. I felt strong in your arms, like Spiderman. You made me who I am
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I have never grieved the death of my best friends; the Reflection Room makes/moves me into solitude – being one with the Lord. In a short moment, I want to say thank you to my friends Noel who died of lung cancer at 33 and Sr. Ruth
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I always remember you asking me if I would be a nurse just like you were, and I would say no. I never realized I would end up working in Long Term Care. I might not be in the nursing field but I think you had a
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To a sister, You shared your fears You opened your heart You showed great sadness You trusted me with your heart I continue to be grateful for your love, I miss you always & carry you in my heart each moment.
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You taught me what is truly important. You showed me how life is so short & unpredictable yet so precious. Thank you for letting me be part of your journey. Such was Holy Ground.
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Dad, You weren’t one for much physical affection – that’s the way you were raised. But you were generous with your time. I remember how you took us swimming when you finished work. I remember standing with you in front of the blackboard drilling me with addition.
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