snapshot of my shift today

Just a brief note, full story to come soon:

Such an intense day at work. This morning a truly lovely 98 year old woman died as I sat alone with her, holding her hand, feeling her pulse give a final burst and then slowly quieting to nothing. Such sweetness, such an honor to share her final moments. And then being with the enormous grieving and confused community of friends and family of a young woman dying a pretty unpleasant death, her 2 school-age children, bright, earnest and sweet, massaging their dying mother’s hands. And all the rest of the day, much love and connection, appreciation, sadness, laundry, cookies and changing incontinence briefs. I am fulfilled.