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

All Stories

All Stories

I see her clear enough

I see her clear enough

I do not need pictures I see her clear enough Yarn twisted in her fingers Her knitted inside of us….

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Dementia is such a hard illness

Dementia is such a hard illness

My mom died a year ago after a 7 year journey with dementia. While extremely difficult to watch in real-time, the loss of a woman I admired for her intelligence, joy of life, love of language and devotion to her children, I learned to treasure when she

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Hope I can live my life

Hope I can live my life

Love you Grandma, hope I can live my life as full as you did 

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I grew up living with my grandparents

I grew up living with my grandparents

Death is a part of us living to understand that family and friends move beyond. I grew up living with my grandparents in a culture that I was born to that taught me to respect my elders & to take care of them. When they died especially

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Hope and despair, joy and sorrow

Hope and despair, joy and sorrow

He died in my arms, and that is how I learned about death, about life and about caring for others at the end of life. Now, I am palliative myself – not dying, not now. I’m in that in between space, where you would never peg me

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I am sorry

I am sorry

To my aunt and godmother who was a shining light in my life, I am sorry to not have found a hospice program or house for you in your last days-w all though you’d be with us much longer.

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An attentive, caring, empathetic physician

An attentive, caring, empathetic physician

My dear Aunt Shai was an attentive, caring, empahtetic physician who gave all of herself to help others. Losing her second son Lawson at the age of two had made her even more special in my and other eyes. While I watched my Aunt pass with colon

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I’m sorry

I’m sorry

I’m sorry I’m not with you right now I love you

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Love and miss you both

Love and miss you both

Hi Mom and Dad This is a great opportunity for me to say I have no regrets when you both gave your last breath as I stood by your bedside. I said “I love you” & that stays with me forever. I say those 3 words to

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I sit in the dark and wait

I sit in the dark and wait

I am a visitor in Grief’s house. My path brought me here and I’ve slipped through the open door But I find no place to rest here I sit in the dark and wait as I listen for a voice That will never be heard again I

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