Being able to be a PSW as well as a Mom of a child who was born “medically fragile” then palliative so young 🙁 I was with him every day of his life… I was holding him & singing to him when he crossed over 🙁 …. I was
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“You’re going to help people right?!” were the last words you said to me. I can still see your face & the sparkle in your eyes as you looked up at me. Your death has been my driving force to further educate myself in order to advocate
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As a young child I didn’t attend my best friends’ mother’s funeral. She died of breast cancer and I was afraid. I didn’t understand what was happening and no one explained to me that attending was a great way to help/show love. I still regret missing that
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“See you soon” were my mom’s last words to me. And with that came the realization that at the end of every conversation or visit I need to leave a gracious “closure”. Life is too precious to have your last memory not be one of love &
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Dad, you lay in a hospice bed, restless, confused at most times, picking things in the air, fighting for breath as your lungs filled up — your eyes widened when your two youngest walked in the room. It took a moment of coughing and rambling – as
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I had never attended the death of my child before. I didn’t always do it right. I didn’t always know what to do. So I did as I had done throughout your life. I sang to you, I stroked your hair, but I didn’t hold you. Moving
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To my daddy I will never forget that morning, when you walked out the door, saying you’d be back in time for supper… Then the phone call that your plane had crashed… and seeing you with 3rd degree burns on 90% of your body. You died 3
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Death has always scared me. I wish I could say this experience changed that… But, as I said in the front book, it does give me permission to breathe where I’ve been suffocated. My family and I head hands with our grandmas as she passed & in the
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I would like to reflect on my experience in working at Hospice and being able to help others on their end of life journey. Such an intimate moment! Really has helped me become a real person and to accept people for who they are. Realize life is short
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