Creating space to pause, reflect and share experiences with dying and death

Importance of relationships

Importance of relationships

To everyone who has gone before

To everyone who has gone before

To everyone who has gone before, hold on, I’m coming. I will see you when the time is here. We’re all going to be there forever.

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It was a party of sorts

It was a party of sorts

My father died within 3 months of his diagnosis. I was working in the next province (this one) and took Bearskin Airlines every week or 2 to see him. I left for work 2 days before he died, and didn’t see him alive again. Everybody else did;

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Live life to its fullest

Live life to its fullest

What a wonderful role model – to live life to its fullest no matter what is happening to you. Spending your last days at home with all the family was so comforting to all of us as we realized it was time for you to journey onward.

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Life without Grandma

Life without Grandma

Mom: when you were taken away so suddenly by death, I thought that my life had no meaning. Though I had a husband and two sons, the absence of your presence was very hard to take. Not just by me but by the whole family. Especially by

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I still miss you

I still miss you

My dearest, I still miss you. So many happy memories to keep me going. Your time at the hospice was so special, that first day I took you there (very hard for me) you relaxed. The staff were so kind, the place such a comfort. Love to

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I did the best I could

I did the best I could

I wish I had loved my husband more. I did the best I could. I still talk to him every night and tell him that I loved him. He doesn’t answer me back!

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I am the remaining one

I am the remaining one

My dear family – Mom, Dad, Brothers Michael and Harold. I am the remaining one. Miss each of you even though i know you’re in a better place. Wish I could have done more. With love –

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I took her face in my hands

I took her face in my hands

About five years ago I volunteered for another organization. I remember it was February and we had a snow storm. I looked outside and decided it was going to be difficult to drive so I hopped on the bus. When I got there instead of my “client”

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We talked and my heart ached for him

We talked and my heart ached for him

I remember Adina, one of my clients very close to death when I began visiting her. As it was, I went, perhaps, all of 3 times before I was told she had passed away. She was dying of breast cancer and her right arm was hugely swollen

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I always thought she was there

I always thought she was there

Life is strange. My mother died one week before my son was born. I always thought she was there but was sick. After one week of my son’s birth I came to know that she has passed away. I always regret not being there for her. I

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