The last words I spoke to my dad before he died, was a message I left on his answering machine. Actually, it was two messages; one saying...

I have seen the look of panic when a family member tells me their loved one is seeing people in their room and having conversations with ...

I walked into the apartment having absolutely no idea what I was going to be presented with, or what my role was to be. There was disconn...

Every morning I wake up with this feeling that things will be back to normal and the Virus will no longer hold space in our lives, as tho...

Being a hospice nurse during a time when our world is trying desperately to navigate the COVID virus has not been easy, to say the least....

I was visiting a patient recently who lived in a facility where there were multiple COVID-positive residents. I walked down the long hallw...

Many years ago, I worked in a hospice house; there were ten beds, which were almost always occupied. Some days, there was a patient alrea...

I have been doing some serious reflecting. I feel a little like a seesaw in that some days I am up... and some days I am down. I know man...

I cry a lot lately. I always have but the tears I have been letting loose more recently are due to the myriad of emotions this virus has ...

As a hospice nurse, part of the comfort I provide for both patients and their families, is a long lingering hug that says, “I got you, I ...

For the first time, at least for as long as I have been alive, the entire world is going through the same thing simultaneously. This vir...

For the past eight days I have been quarantined at home due to having multiple symptoms that fall in line with the virus. It has been a v...

Each visit I had with Henry, except for only once because it was raining, was outside on the porch swing that hung from an old oak tree i...

I visited with a patient the other day while at the same time our world was in the midst of the Coronavirus crisis. Before heading in I s...

I consider it a privilege when we are asked to care for someone at the end of their life; to have them trust us to come into their home, ...

Every morning for the past eight weeks, I have sent a text message to a woman whose husband passed away. It started as one red heart, whi...

I have been here before. The room looks different, and the faces have changed but the sounds of tears that echo in my head prepare me for...

This job is tough. Today was one of those days when I completely understand what people mean when they say, “I don’t know how you can do ...

I recently shared a story on my hospice FB page that really opened something up inside me. One of the things I have become very drawn to ...

Someone recently asked me why we call it a “good death”. She is the daughter of a man who was nearing the end of his life and someone had...