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The room was quiet

The room was quiet

Being with the dying is an absolute privilege and honour. I remember my first client death very well. I sat at the bedside of an elderly gentleman, while he was actively dying in hospital. His partner has stepped out to make funeral arrangements. The room was quiet.

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I almost get jealous

I almost get jealous

My dad is palliative and lives so far from me. My sister is his caregiver. She is awesome! Sometime when she tells me things about my dad … little things I almost get jealous because I am missing this opportunity and in my heart I always ask…

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Rainbows remind me of you

Rainbows remind me of you

I miss you… you’ve been gone almost 10 years but I still miss you. I still want to call you or send you an email. I miss your smile and our talks. I regret not going to the hospital early that day & not seeing you one

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My mom used to call my grandpa

My mom used to call my grandpa

I remember when my mom used to call my grandpa asking how my grandma [was] doing. going to see her every weekend, staying with her during weekends so that she don’t have to worry about me and my brothers. I don’t remember exactly what was my grandma’s

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I wished I knew her better

I wished I knew her better

I lost my mother in-law this past week. She died suddenly and lives in another province. It was difficult for my husband to lose his mother but for me I had wished I knew her better. If only we visited her more often or talked to her

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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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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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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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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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