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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The first time I saw my husband’s scar the length of his chest, he told me it was from a biking accident. I had no reason to believe otherwise, so I didn’t ask many questions. About a month later, when I saw his medic alert necklace and asked
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Tony and his family – a vibrant 19 year old who loved his dog and his new car – who truly taught me how to “care’! He left an imprint on my life forever!
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Caring for a coworker as she was dying. I felt so privileged that someone whom I had worked along side for many years would trust me enough to allow me to be a part of her final journey. Thank you Carol.
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Sherry, Cody, Justin, French, Ashley… So young to be taken from this earth with endocarditis, an infectious complication of your suffering from addiction to prescription opioids. Today I honour you and hold you in the light. Thank you for sharing with me, teaching me, trusting me. I
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He looked at me and asked “Is this it?” I looked at him, my eyes dewy with compassion and took his hand saying “It very well could be.” He squeezed my hand, struggling to breath he said “I just want you to know it have been my
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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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My grandfather. I lost him 2 years ago. I want to say thanks that you called me one day before you died and talked to me. I could not be with you and take your hands at that day because of the distance, but I still have your
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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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