The Golden Thread


Originally posted on Nehamashira's Blog:
Death walked into the room and strode up to the woman lying upright against a sea of pillows. Surrounded by her family, having said all that she wanted to say, she surrendered to a narcotic embrace, slipped her hand into the shadowy reaches, stepped out onto the dance floor…

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A simple kindness


Originally posted on Nehamashira's Blog:
She is in her seventies, dying on our hospice unit of some form of malignancy. She calls out frequently, and is what some may call a ‘difficult patient’. Frightened by the journey thrust upon her, she reaches out for any living, breathing, emoting creature willing to spend the minutes,…

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