Erie Chapman Foundation
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Days 284-285 “Something To Hold On To”
Note: The following story was written by Ashley Piturro Hospice MSW. Thank you, Ashley for sharing your generous heart with us. A few years ago I cared for a patient in a skilled nursing facility who had been receiving dialysis. His name… Continue reading
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Days 268-269 Love Holds
Thank you for the many ways you illumine my universe… Today, many of us will gather to honor our colleague who unexpectedly died this past week. Our presence will be a sign of support to her family and one another… Continue reading
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Days 263-264 Wholeheartedly
The only truth I know is Love. Continue reading
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Days 256-257 Whether Or Not to Tell
Cultural sensitivity and considerations at end of life Continue reading
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Days 249-250 She Dreamed of Beautiful Angels
The following story was written by a nurse colleague, Dayna Ayala RN My great grandma was diagnosed with lung cancer and shortly after was admitted to hospice. Most of the time she didn’t have any pain and after a few… Continue reading
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Days 242-243 Tag You’re It!
Remember playing tag when you were a kid? What a fun game that sparked squeals of laughter and exuberant bursts of energy. Recently, I watched a PBS documentary that highlighted the salient experiences of people living with autism spectrum. Each… Continue reading
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Days 235-237 International Caregiver Day
August 26, Mother Teresa’s birthday is International Caregiver’s Day Continue reading
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Days 228-229 “May Your Spirit Soar”
May your spirit soar throughout the vast cathedral of your being. May your mind whirl joyful cartwheels of creativity. May your heart sing sweet lullabies of timelessness. … Continue reading
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Days 221-222 Move
I listened to a thought-provoking interview with Krista Tippet, ONBeing as she interviewed psychiatrist, Bessel van de Kolk. He spoke of an experience early in his career, which led him to his fascination and research in trauma work. Years ago,… Continue reading
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Days 214-215 On the Threshold of a Dream
May my mind come alive todayTo the invisible geographyThat invites me to new frontiers,To break the dead shell of yesterdays,To risk being disturbed and changed.'~ John O’Donohue It was a warm summer night in Vermont and we were home visiting… Continue reading
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