Passion meets purpose

I had spent many years as a hospice nurse ushering my patients home, supporting their families through the process and after . I knew the signs, how to embrace the process and the physical, spiritual and emotional waves of death and grief. I was the expert. Until I got a call that would change my life forever! The call that took my breath away happened August 3, 2018 at 4:30 in the morning. What was supposed to be a routine surgery turned into the worst nightmare of my life. I had experienced death, but never like this. My mother was gone….forever and my foundation shattered.
I held the phone in disbelief, I replayed my day and I kept thinking how I could wake up from this nightmare!  My heart stopped, I felt breathless. My mother transitioned. Everything I thought I knew was out of the window. I was paralyzed, motionless and emotionless. The grief felt unbearable. Even though hospice was my calling, it was too much at the time. I had to take a break. I had to process this inevitable life changing event that I was not prepared for. During those 4 years of grieving, a new purpose had developed inside of me. I had a new calling….to help individuals and their loved ones on a more intimate level.