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 Today was a beautiful day to be a part of a family's culture at the end of life. Beautiful music from the heart as the women chanted and the men honored the sacred space of life. The grandchildren also participated which caused my tears to flow. Generations of love, honor, and respect doesn't get any deeper than at the end of life. The glow of love emitting from the patient and family gave light to the pathway over the bridge of life
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 Every night as a hospice nurse, I ask the question did I give my heart to my patient. Waves of emotions are in the tears shed when any of my patient transitions. The light that I see on the horizon is the comfort of the waves transporting them to a place of peace and healing. My heart quivers when my patient takes their last breath, securing the memory of their life forever with me. My heart then readies itself for the next patient with gratitude. |
Brenda Anglin
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