I have recently experienced the honor of a lifetime; facilitating the comfort and care of my cherished Mom, my best friend. I was fortunate to have been able to put my life on pause and spend it with her, along with the angels of Hospice, in her home, in Rhode Island, where she passed with dignity and grace. Being away from my home, business, and my life, took a back seat to holding her hand and helping to make her comfortable during her final days and “going home”. I could see the fear dissipate from her beautiful green eyes each time we reminisced or spoke of familiarities that only a mother and daughter do so well. She was frightened of the unknown and the reality of what was to come, but my loving devotion and tenacity were able to offset those fears.
Helping with the comfort and the care hopes to make the unfamiliar territory of death slightly more comfortable for everyone involved. This publication is based on research, such as that supported by the National Institute on Aging, part of the National Institutes of Health.
The physical demands of home care for the hospice patient are often strenuous. It is important that the caregiver take time for themselves, as well as to take care of themselves. They will need moments of rest and relief if they are to keep physically and emotionally able to help the patient. My Mother had wonderful private caregivers who I was able to engage so that I could get the well deserved respite.
The matriarch of our family has left behind a brilliant legacy. She was one of the most honest, loyal, non-judgmental and ethical women that I know, and to be able to say that she was my Mom fills me with an abundance of pride. I certainly can’t fill her shoes, not even one, but I can look up to and only hope to emulate her actions.
Thank you Mom for bringing me into this life so that I was able to love you at the end of your’s.