The other day I was speaking to a class of pre-med students and one of them clearly did not have the same love for palliative or end of life care as I did. They pretty overtly made a face when I said I had chosen to go into palliative and end of life care and that is the only care area I really wanted to work in. It was really interesting I have to admit. I do not normally see such a visceral response to what I do.
It is not just a Scarf…
For my friends and loved ones out there who are grieving, I see you. Do the things you need to to get through each day. The world is ever better because you are in it and one day maybe someone will grieve your love and life so deeply they buy an onslaught of scarves to commemorate you in their grief. Let it live in you and learn to live with it and through it because the grief never goes away we just get better at dealing with it. As you all can see I am still a work in progress.
Monster of my Memories.
My grief rattles around, inside the depths of my soul, clanging against my bones, aches into my viscera. It permeates into everything I do and am. But you do not see it, you see a smile or a laugh, an outward expression of who I used to be. Beneath the pleasantries, my grief rolls around... Continue Reading →
When birthdays are no longer something to celebrate…
Hello lovely mortals! It has been a tick. So much has changed but also in the same sense much has remained the same. I have been thinking of writing quite a bit lately but carving out any time for myself lately seems like an overwhelmingly large task. I have started back to school and between... Continue Reading →
What colour is your grief?
got to thinking about what colour my grief is and if I could label it. Has this ever been something you have thought of? I think it must be much like rating your pain on a numerical scale, helpful to some but mostly just an arbitrary number that doesn't quite ring true to anyone else but you.
The Beauty in the Breakdown…
The complexities of grieving during "holidays"
What is the smell of Home?
What are the scents of your life? Hello lovely mortals, Today I got to thinking and I was playing with my girl, Rollie, and smelt a whiff of her. You know that dog smell that smells faintly of popcorn/fritos, puppy and love? No? Just me? It go me thinking about the smells that we associate... Continue Reading →
Waiting for Tears…
Hello fellow humans, as many of you are aware a few weeks ago my uncle died. It was a relatively "good" death, if that is what you can call it as he did not seem to suffer greatly. He was very comfortable but perhaps not where he had hoped his death would occur. These things... Continue Reading →
The Value of a Death…
Hello lovelies, this week has been quite a trying week for me. It has been a rollercoaster of ups and downs. One of my best friend's from nursing school got to pledge her life to her longtime boyfriend in a beautiful and super fun ceremony on Saturday into Sunday morning. On the flip, one of... Continue Reading →