Death. Losing someone we love is one of the hardest losses we will have in our lives. In the time when our loved one is dying and our hearts are breaking, there has been an organization willing to lovingly and tenderly offer strength, support, and knowledge. This organization is hospice.
I understand that hospice is not able to continue offering services, and see this as a huge misfortune for our community. Sitting with my family members while they danced with death was a bittersweet, heart-wrenching experience. The people from Hospice kept my family members comfortable and kept me from falling apart. They helped me to see beauty in an event of life that I simply wished did not exist.
We are not educated about death. When it comes close enough that we feel its hot breath, we learn by fire. All I wanted was to keep my family members alive. I could not. The people at hospice helped me to gift my love to my father, grandmother and mother as they passed on. While I still wish they were here, I know that the last thing they knew was the depth of love that embraced them. Hospice helped give us the ability to let go and to love.
How can I say thank you to the people of hospice in a way that reflects the depth of my gratitude? This letter is only scratching the surface. My hope is that the people of hospice know how precious the gift is that they have given to numerous families. It is sacred ground they walk when they offer a shoulder, a hug and information to those who are enveloped in the process of death.
It is a loss to our community that hospice is gone. Hopefully this much-needed organization will be up and running again in the near future because, as we all know, death is not going on vacation.
Last week both of my vehicles were hit. My Mustang was parked on Megan Avenue, and someone sideswiped it. The Ranger was in a parking lot, and someone smashed into the back of it. Now, there are two white vehicles with red and gray trim. I hope their owners like the new color trim, because I don’t care for the white trim on my vehicles.
I have insurance, so that is not the issue.
My problem is with the people who hit the vehicles and were not considerate enough to stop and leave any information. I thought that was the right thing to do, but it must not be any more.
OK. I have to comment on Vallario charging a booking fee (Post Independent, July 9) and saying that it is pocket change? What is this man smoking? Where does he live?
Some who are booked into jail have no money on them, or can’t afford this fee. I will admit, to some it is only pocket change. Where does this man get off saying, “It’s only pocket change.” That statement is pretty open and one-sided.
What is this fee really for? That Hummer? It’s time for a change. Garfield residents replaced a man just like him, remember?
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