Hug them
(Now)

 

Hospice.

Just saying it makes me shiver.

And it’s not a reaction to hospice care. I want to make it clear that my understandings of and experiences with hospice care are amazing. The work performed is incredible, the services delivered amazing, and the overall efforts of hospice mix descriptions like angelic, selfless, and extraordinary.

(And I would encourage you to consider the Hospice Foundation of America for your charitable thoughts.)

The shiver comes from someplace much different.

If I tell you that someone is facing a life-threatening medical condition, it can be quite a shock. If I tell you that hospice care has been brought in, it pulls the floor out from underneath you and drains emotions. The initial impact difference is helpless, hopeless, and chilling.

Shivers.

The simple reality is, we have no clue how long anyone will be a part of our lives. Even someone that is in the best of health and doing well can be involved in a tragic and unpredictable accident.

The impulse for this essay happens to be someone that Terry and I consider a friend, though we’ve only known her for a handful of years. She has been amazing for both of us, personally and professionally, over and over (and over) again. Any time we’ve had a question, or simply needed a pat on the back and a positive word, she’s been there for us. The type of person that makes your world… makes THE world… a better place.

Hospice.

I mentioned hospice to start this. A common friend of ours and this wonderful lady told us yesterday.

I did not come here to talk to you about hospice, or to spin a sad tale. Instead, I want to share two truths of life.

First – When someone is ill, they don’t want to talk about the illness unless they have to. People respond differently, for example between wanting visitors and not. But they will all tell you about that sad face silence, when someone enters a room and has nothing to say but the look gives everything away. People that are going to be depressed and sad and emotionally draining are not the people they want to speak with. Funny memories… conversations about friends and families and events of the day… support and good wishes and positive interactions… yes. They don’t want depressing. They want to forget what’s happening, even if only for a moment.

Second – Regrets linger with you. And time does not care about whether or not your actions (and inactions) create regrets.

Appreciate your life. And appreciate those that bring something special to it. I hope you can appreciate your health, and the health and happiness of those you love. But more importantly, do not be afraid to let anyone that is special know what they’re bringing to your life. Because it may be there for a wonderful and long time, but it can also be very special and brief.

Be kind. Say thank you. And, when it’s called for, never be afraid of a hug.

 

If you have any comments or questions, please e-mail me at Bob@inmybackpack.com