Being at The Right Place... a helping hand...

I visited a new friend’s blog recently. The funny thing is, we have both only left each other one comment on each other’s blogs but for some reason, I felt an instant connection. Dave is a kindred spirit and his post came along at just the right time in my life. Thank you Dave. His post was about kindness, short, simple and to the point. I’ve gone back to read it several times. It reminded me again me that in our words, we can, either by making someone laugh (glad you got a chuckle from your visit here dearest Dave), by sharing of yourself... offer a helping hand, sometimes without even knowing it. And we connect. As you know dear regular reader, my mother passed away one week and a day ago. Getting the chance to care for her the last few weeks of her life have meant the world to me. She did everything for me at the beginning of my life and it came full circle as I was there to do everything for her at the end of her life. I may have found a new calling, one I didn't pursue when I went back to school. I don't know that I'll make any dramatic changes in my life in regards to this but I've been told I should have been a nurse. I have always had great admiration for nurses.. I guess in my experience with my mother I've come to the realization that when the doctors don't know what to do anymore, the nurses take over... a paliative care nurse is the hand that soothes.. the hand that brushes away the tears... the hand that steadies you as you take painful difficult steps. My cousin is a paliative care nurse. She is truly phenomenal person. So are the wonderful people that worked with me to care for my mother. Love you all more than my luggage! Hugs, smooches and gropes!