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When the last petal falls.

I had the honor of sitting with a woman who asked me to be with her in the last few hours of her life. She was the mother of a very dear...

Dignity and Independence

When I first saw this photo, it took me back to a moment I was present for a man who chose to exercise his right to take the End-of-Life...

We are nurses... that's what we do.

We don’t wear a cape We don’t have wings We are not angels We are none of those things What we are is human We lead with our heart We...

Afraid of Dying

I received an email with the words, "I am afraid of dying," in the subject line. It was from a woman who was given a few months left to...

The Grief Bubble

Today I sat with a husband who was preparing to say goodbye to his wife... When I asked him what I could do for him, he said "give me...

What do end-of-life doulas do?

Awhile back I received a call from a woman who was dying and searching for an end-of-life doula. While I feel confident in the work I do,...

It's okay to cry.

After spending many weeks with a gentleman who was dying, I was honored that he requested me to be there when he took his last breath. I...

I will walk alongside you

When I know that you are hurting I struggle with what to say My words do not seem adequate Sometimes it feels easier to slowly back away...

Losing your independence can be devastating.

I was with a gentleman yesterday who needed to be assisted to his chair, he is 72. He is a tall man, very handsome, and had been an avid...

Sadness is woven deep inside of me

A poem I wrote one morning when grief decided to suddenly invite itself into my sleep... totally unannounced. I woke up early this...

Grief... the visitor that never leaves

Grief... is so darn messy. Right? I made a promise to myself after my brother died, that when grief decided to come for a visit, I would...

If I could do anything over again...

If I could do anything over again It would be to spend more time with you But that’s not how things work in this thing called life I...

Unresolved Sadness

As I write this blog it is the seventh anniversary of my sister Laura's death. I cannot tell you how many times I have said, "if I only...

Grief is so random

Because of the losses I have experienced personally over the years I am acutely aware of how long grief lasts, and that it actually never...

Death has changed me.

Every day someone asks me how I am doing, and every day I think of creative ways to avoid saying, "I am fine." It is such an easy thing...

I want more time

Grief is a teeter-totter Grief can't seem to make up it's mind Grief has a million different colors One minute I am fine... moving...

Eighteen Days

He had such a good day, or so it seemed. So many little moments of improvement and heightened hope that he might really pull through...

Gratitude has a whole new meaning for me.

As I write this, my brother has been in the ICU for two weeks, and to be honest, I was afraid he was not going to make it. I had prepared...