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Monday, February 20, 2012

A Few Quick Thoughts and a song...

*There is no amount of food and drink that makes the hurt go away...and Lord knows I have tried.

*I am a lucky girl to have such an amazing family...

*Life goes on and so must the people grieving.  It seems like the world should stop for a day or two to let the grieving rest.

*I felt the love of the patients and families that I care for...they missed me.

All day today as I was driving for patient to patient, I thought...and thought and wondered...what could we have done differently.  At the end of the day, I realized that we truly had done all that we could do and take so much comfort in that.

My niece sent me a song that stirs her and I wanted to share the song and lyrics with you.


 
 
Pearl Jam – Just Breathe
 
Yes, I understand that every life must end, uh-huh
As we sit alone, I know someday we must go, uh-huh
Oh I'm a lucky man, to count on both hands the ones I love
Some folks just have one, yeah, others, they've got none

Stay with me...
Let's just breathe...

Practiced all my sins, never gonna let me win, uh-huh
Under everything, just another human being, uh-huh
I don't wanna hurt, there's so much in this world to make me bleed

Stay with me
You're all I see...

Did I say that I need you?
Did I say that I want you?
Oh, if I didn't I'm a fool you see
No one knows this more than me

As I come clean...
I wonder everyday, as I look upon your face, uh-huh
Everything you gave
And nothing you would save, oh no

Nothing you would take
Everything you gave...

Did I say that I need you?
Oh, did I say that I want you?
Oh, if I didn't I'm a fool you see
No one knows this more than me
And I come clean, ah...

Nothing you would take
Everything you gave
Hold me til I die
Meet you on the other side...
 
Carry on and be careful...
We'll tawk tomorrow,
I love you all,
Terry






1 comment:

Birdie said...

When you work with people in the last stages of living the touch of a hand, a warm blanket, an open window, a sip of a cool liquid to parched lips is everything.
Last week I simply washed someone's hair in her bed. She smiled and lifted her hand to her head after. Then I came home and smiled.