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

Relationships

Relationships

He was such a quiet, humble man

He was such a quiet, humble man

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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Showing up is enough

Showing up is enough

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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Is this it?

Is this it?

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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I was in awe of this family

I was in awe of this family

Sitting with a family as they sat around the bed of their mom/wife/sister/grandmother/aunt. I was in awe of this family — all present and yet so scared, sad and angry. I could feel their love for my patient and yet so much stress in the room. I

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Life goes on for your daughter

Life goes on for your daughter

Ma chere petite soeur to me manqué terriblement mais la vie continue pour la fille et too deux petite enfants maintenant que tu ne connais pas. Je t’aime la grande soeur. My dear little sister I miss you terribly, but life goes on for your daughter and your two

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We talked about the good, the bad and the ugly

We talked about the good, the bad and the ugly

My mother telling me to stop crying and “celebrate me.” And that is what we did. We talked about the good, the bad and the ugly. Out of all of this came mutual respect, unconditional love and a zest to continue and honour her spirit. Live Life

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We shared a lifetime of love

We shared a lifetime of love

Maureen, my beloved partner, continued to grow during her final year of life. I was so glad to be with her; even though we were married only eight years, we shared a lifetime of love. She inspired so many people, and that continues now, as I grow

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He was only given a couple hours to live

He was only given a couple hours to live

Fred was my client for years as I worked in a PSW role – we had a wonderful professional relationship at the LTC facility. As time went on and I studied to be a nurse – I was doing one of my practicums at the local hospital.

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I talk to your dad almost daily

I talk to your dad almost daily

Carter — my nephew who died this spring in Northern Saskatchawan. Seventeen years old. (There just are not the resources there to support grieving families) Carter — I talk to your Dad almost daily. He misses you so much. His pain is palpable. I promise you I will

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