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To be open to wherever we go

To be open to wherever we go

To arrive without expectations and to be open to wherever we go… This is how I feel at the start of my hospice shift.

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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 all loved her

We all loved her

A very special lady who came from very difficult beginnings but was so pleased to have come to our unit. Loved all of the staff, had some great giggles. Sad tears…prior to passing. We all loved her. To a dear cousin who passed away last Monday. She

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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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Duke was brought into her room

Duke was brought into her room

She died in the presence of “Duke” — the bird that she ensured was “tucked in” before she goes to bed every night. This is what “End of Life” care is about. As one of our residents is dying, “Duke” was brought into her room and stayed

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He remained focused on others

He remained focused on others

My Dad who died from colon cancer but who was a constant source of strength and love for his family and a course of humour and grace to all his wonderful caregivers – he was able to remain at home until his final few days and could

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The simplest things can ease the situation

The simplest things can ease the situation

My father-in-law passed away suddenly. The whole family was still reeling from the loss of another family member. We gathered at the funeral home – everyone was so distraught. The small children were so unsure and upset. I asked for some paper and pens and layed on

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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 miss her deeply

I miss her deeply

My daughter-in-law, Terina, who spent time scrap-booking and writing special letters to her children (13 and 14) to make sure they would remember her as they matured and recall all the wonderful times they had as a family as well as some intimate personal times she shared

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I was playing on the floor with a sick child

I was playing on the floor with a sick child

Arriving on my interview day 5 years ago at the lighthouse and on arrival a young girl ask me to lie on the floor to play a game. That precious moment of putting aside my interview manners of having to act a certain way was put aside

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