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Guest post by Kateyanne Unullisi   Why would women who work with the dead celebrate death? Home funeral guides Sara Williams and Jessica Caldwell show up to help families and friends care for someone after death, at home. They encourage families to tend with their hands to the final needs of the dead – how…(Read More)

My father on hospice

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  This is my dad with his friend Daisy. My father is on hospice, hundreds of miles away. I visited him months ago and am planning another trip soon. He didn’t want to move to Florida where we live. I understand. His roots, his home, his family — are all in Utah. I get it…(Read More)

My Grandfather is Dying

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Yesterday, Grandpa turned 97-years-old. Nearly 100 years ago, he entered this world. Now, he prepares for his exit. “That sure looks like my brother Darcey,” my grandpa said today. His eyes gazed at the closet in his room. A little while later, he said, “Hi mom. Will you stay close to me today…(Read More)

“Taber, I love you like the sky.” “And the moon Mama.” “Yes, I love you like the sky, and the sun, and the moon.” “And Jupiter.” ***  There’s magic in conversing with my three-year-old son. I delight in watching him play. I am fascinated with the questions he poses and his shared observations…(Read More)

1. May you love. As we begin 2015, may you make an ever-increasingly courageous dedication to embody the force of love. There is no healing power greater than this force on earth. It takes only a cursory read of headline news to see how the absence of love creates profound suffering. May you work…(Read More)

In Lieu of Presents

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Today, my son Taber turns three and we celebrate at the beach. Balloons, homemade gluten-free cake, beer, and a wide variety of vegetarian dishes grace our table. Friends gather with children and we play an “introduce yourself” game with a large, colorful parachute. The little ones laugh loudly while running underneath, and on top…(Read More)

Hospice professionals can completely change how people die, as well as how their loved ones go on living. Joan “No one wants to go in her room,” an outspoken middle-aged man says. “Aunt Joan looks awful.” As the hospital chaplain on call, I’ve been paged to offer support to the family clustered in…(Read More)

Today, my mother-in-law arrives. My husband’s mother visits every four to five months. Her soft blouses predictably sport cheerful, butterfly designs. She enjoys drinking a cold Stella beer and walking barefoot in the backyard of our south Florida home. Her beautiful, white hair shines in the sun. She loves to read to…(Read More)

Doula of Birth and Death

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I am a mother. Through my body, my son entered our world. Because of this fact, one day he will die. I bow to the mystery wherein resides this difficult truth. I bow to the love that gives this mystery meaning. *** At birth, we each are given two gifts. One is life and the…(Read More)

I stand with my son in northern Utah. Together we harvest raspberries in my aunt’s backyard. Mountain foothills blanketed in fall colors surround her home. A late September chill fills the air. I could stare at these mountains for hours. I draw upon the memory of their strength when I am away from this…(Read More)