The Emergence of Sacred Space and Time in Hospice Care
I knew he was close. His breathing had changed, but I also knew it could be hours. It was 4:30 on a Friday afternoon and I was ready to be done with my week. The apartment was full of friends and family, full of an energy that was neither nervous nor productive. It felt like the buzz of being. The man’s wife and daughter were in the bedroom with him.
In the February issue Reflections essay, “The Car Ride Home,” author Paige Fletcher movingly evokes an episode from her experience as a hospice nurse. This one-page essay, which will be free until the end of February, is written with unusual clarity and restraint and is well worth the five or 10 minutes it takes to read it.
Fletcher writes convincingly of a sense of sacred space and time that can emerge as a life ends in a supportive home hospice setting. And she describes her […]