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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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December is a hard month

December is a hard month

I have lost 4 family members in less than 10 years – 2 sisters with breast to bone – both in the same month/yr. December is a hard month. 3 deaths not present for due to time & distance and one death – my Dad’s with no pain

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I feel like a bit of an imposter

I feel like a bit of an imposter

Thank you for sharing this space. I work in palliative care and have (fortunately) not yet lost anyone close to me yet. I feel like a bit of an imposter in my professional life. But I really appreciate the opportunity to learn from others as a way

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A respect for cultural implications

A respect for cultural implications

Our agency is very supportive in encouraging our individuals to have the option to die in their own homes. I have had the opportunity to be a part of several of these experiences. One in particular stands out because the mother following the death of her daughter

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I went in bush alone and I cried

I went in bush alone and I cried

I asked my Dad why he didn’t cry when Grandpa passed. He responded, “I went in bush alone and I cried.”

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We can do even better

We can do even better

Mom; Because of the way you died, I promise to help make others feel valued, loved, protected, and not alone. Missing you. We can do even better

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I see your spirit

I see your spirit

Mom; Oh to be able to call you again. I see your spirit in my sisters…your smile your color of hair…your eyes. I know you are still in my heart Thank you for your last “I’m proud of you & I love you” I’ll never forget how

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Just be my friend

Just be my friend

When my Kokum was beginning her journey from the hospital, she told her doctor, “No more medicine, just be my friend, you’re my friend.” Her longtime friend teared up, sat down beside her and held her hand.

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