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Did you hear me?

Did you hear me?

Dear mom, The last thing I said was “I love you” The door closed at the same time….did you hear me? I love you Your baby boy

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Little things matter

Little things matter

My mother-in-law had been hospitalized for the last 4 months of her life due to a diagnosis of terminal stomach and bowel cancer.  She chose to die in a hospital to spare her elderly husband the burden of her care. On her last day, the family was

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I never got to say good bye

I never got to say good bye

Last year I planned a trip to visit my grandmother in the UK. We went to Europe and unfortunately due to the bank holiday my grandmother had been taken to another hospital for her treatment. She later passed thanksgiving. I felt as though I never got to

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We are a reflection of the little choices we make

We are a reflection of the little choices we make

Dearest Prabhanna, Your loss was sudden, unfathomable, yet bit like a ton of bricks. You were only 40 when you passed due to myocardial infarcts, and your lust for life only makes it sadder. We are a reflection of all the little choices we make. You were

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The toughest thing to see is a mother walking away

The toughest thing to see is a mother walking away

The worst decision a parent is asked to make is when to pull the plug on their 7 year old fighting brain cancer. The toughest thing to see is a mother walking away from the hospital after her only son passes away!

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I want to make a difference

I want to make a difference

I have been a part of many deaths I palliative care as well as multiple unexpected deaths. One resource still missing is grievance support for staff and family after death. I want to make a difference.

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Now we need to give back

Now we need to give back

While my mom is alive I want her life to be perfect…lots of family and friends because this is what she loves. She has always been a “giver”- now we need to give back.

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I still remember how hopeful he was

I still remember how hopeful he was

Is of my maternal grandfather who died 23 years ago. I still remember how hopeful he was and how hopeful I was he would be OK; only to have both of our hopes dashed when he died a month and a half after being diagnosed with cancer.

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I should have asked more

I should have asked more

I recently had the experience to assist my 51 year old sister-in-law on her final journey. Being a nurse profided me with the shells and knowledge to provide support and dicertion. What I was not totally prepared for was the difficult conversations between her, myself and children.

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It is so hard to imagine a world without her

It is so hard to imagine a world without her

I don’t have a problem talking about death and dying until it comes to the thought of my mother…That’s a thought I have to totally block out or risk sobbing uncontrollably. It is so hard to imagine a world without her. I do worry that when the

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