I believe in life, which is why I deal with the experience called death. I am like a conductor who gives guidance to those about to board the train to eternity.
My experiences have taught me that bodies die but love and memories live forever.
My comrades in hospice and home care are earth angels. They move among the suffering, tickling funny bones, lightening emotional loads and creating new visions of life.
As my patients stand on the stage before the final act, temporary problems seem to fade while love, gratitude, forgiveness, hope and joy begin to glow with celestial light.
Many of the people I have sought to comfort have seen their hearts grow to heroic proportions. They walk arm in arm through the valleys of grief and memories of good times, while thoughts of ... Continue
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