I missed a whole week of school in order to stay in New York and care for my grandpa. For one of my makeup assignments I had to write a paper about my experience with hospice and end of life care (it was an assignment, so there’s a lot of nursing lingo…sorry). I wrote it on the airplane ride home, the day after Grandpa died, when I was emotional and pensive. The result was a very personal paper that I wasn’t sure if I should post.
I decided to because after watching my Grandpa pass from this life to the next, I really wanted to talk about it – to see if anyone else had had the same experience I had with passing. It was such a beautiful thing, such a miraculous thing to witness, and I feel so, so blessed that I was the one who was lucky enough to see such a special, and sacred thing. And I decided that, just in case anyone else had the same experience, it’s worth sharing.