If we talked about it more openly If we said the words out loud If we pushed aside the fear and the uncertainty Maybe the conversation...

When you work in a field where caring for others is your focus, caring for yourself can be overlooked. I know this from experience. I...

I was thinking about you today … and how you make me feel Wishing you were just a dream … wishing you weren’t real But the truth is that...

What is pancake grief? Let me explain… When my brother died, the grief was so deep it brought every other loss to the surface. It felt like he was the top pancake added to an already tall stack, fragile, heavy, and ready to fall. Grief already feels that way, but pancake grief is messy! I look at it like this, when we are young, our first experience with death places the first pancake on the plate. We see it. We know it’s there. Maybe we even talk about it, briefly, and then

One of the things I witness most at the bedside is regret. Regret is big… we can’t help but look back and think of all the things we wish...

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...

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 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...

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...

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...

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,...

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

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

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

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...

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

When someone asks me how I am doing, I fight responding with an “I am fine,” because in my head it comes out in a high-pitched whiny...

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...