Do you wonder what dying will be like for a believer?
Lucy Honeysett
As I entered the lady’s bedroom in her care home, I could tell she was in her final moments of life.
Unable to talk now and in a deep sleep, as I spoke her name, held her hand and told her I was here, she seemed to smile. There’d been many conversations about this moment, and we all knew her wishes. She wanted to remain out of hospital now and stay in her care home without an attempt of resuscitation so that she could have a natural, peaceful, dignified death.
Learning to embrace our 'nothingness'
I am nothing by myself. That’s not a very cheery opener, is it?
I wonder if you sometimes feel like nothing. Nothing in comparison to others. Nothing left to give. Those of us in the caring profession can easily feel like there’s nothing left in the tank - exhausted and at the end of our resources is a common and difficult feeling.