This post is from our volunteer Cheryl, End-of-Life Doula:
I found [Mary] awake today when I walked into her room; she was staring blankly at the ceiling in her cute matching pj’s and pillowcase made by the church volunteers. She recognized me and greeted me with a soft smile and a twinkle in her eyes. I sat down next to her and said, “It’s nice to see you. Is there anything I can do for you today?” She thought for a moment then said barely above a whisper, “Tell me a story.” We closed our eyes, I leaned in to hold her hand and we went back in time to being kids riding a bicycle with a basket full of puppies on a bright sunny summer day. We stopped under a big oak tree to unload the tiny puppies from the basket and the ones stuffed in our pockets; laid on our backs under the oak tree while the puppies crawled all over her, licking her face, tickling her toes and making her giggle & smile. When the story came to a close, [Mary] rolled over into my chest and feel asleep. I gently kissed her on the cheek and forehead telling her she was deeply loved.