Vancouver Island Cremations

04/10/2026

Always.

03/30/2026

There’s a misconception that you have to choose between palliative care and hospice care.
Think of it this way: All hospice care is palliative, but not all palliative care is hospice.

03/23/2026

Some days, the grief isn’t loud.
It doesn’t crash in or knock the wind out of you.

It’s quieter than that.
It shows up as a feeling.
A sense that the love is still here, even when they aren’t.

You can’t see them.
You can’t hear them.
But somehow, you still feel them.

And on those days, that feeling has to be enough.

03/09/2026

02/20/2026

🤍

🖊️Megan Devine
Refuge In Grief

02/05/2026

01/19/2026

An important reminder.

Can responders easily see your house address from the street? In an emergency, every second matters.

Make sure your address is easy to find:

• Ensure house numbers are large and visible from the street
• Choose reflective or well-lit numbers for nighttime visibility
• Keep trees, shrubs, and décor from blocking your address

Don't wait until it's too late. Make your home easy to find and help keep you and your loved ones safe.

01/16/2026

One of my favorite lines from a Green Day song is, “I hope you had the time of your life”
I heard it again recently, but it landed differently than it used to.

Not as nostalgia.
Not as a goodbye.
But as a question,

If this was all there ever was, and all that will ever be...
Did we do it right?
Did we live it well?
Did we let ourselves have the best time we could?

I used to think my legacy needed to sound impressive.
That it had to prove I mattered.
And maybe it still does, a little.
But more than anything now, I want my mark to be this:
That I encouraged people to enjoy their lives.
Fully. Loudly. Honestly.
Without apology.

Somewhere along the way, we are told it’s time to behave.
To quiet down.
To dress differently.
To stop laughing so hard.
To trade joy for dignity.
But I don’t believe that’s wisdom, I think that’s fear dressed up as maturity.

Wear what makes you feel like yourself.
Laugh out loud.
Throw the party.
Stay home if that’s what feeds you.
Giggle until midnight or sit in silence and call it holy.
Be partnered. Be single. Be undecided.
None of it makes you broken.
All of it makes you you.

I want us to get comfortable in our own skin, the skin we are in right now.
To stop outsourcing our worth to strangers,
to filters, to magazines, to mirrors that lie.
No number of surgeries can make us younger.
We are the age we are.
And that is not a failure, it is proof we are still here.

I look back at my life and I had a lot of fun.
Sometimes too much fun.
And no, I don’t regret it.
What I regret is believing, even for a moment,
that I was supposed to stop.

Life is fragile.
And life is precious.
And life is an unbelievable gift.

When someone I love reaches the end of their life,
my greatest wish is simple:
that they had the time of their life.

And when my day comes,
I want to be able to say the same…
that I lived,
that I laughed,
that I showed up as myself,
and that I savored this one wild, beautiful chance
as deeply as I knew how.

I am not done yet.
And neither are you.
We are not dead.
There is still life here.
And I, for one, intend to live it.

I hope you have the time of your life...

xo
Gabby

You can find this blog/poem here:
https://www.thehospiceheart.net/post/the-time-of-your-life

01/05/2026

Sometimes telling our story over and over again is the only thing that helps validate that what has happened is real.

12/26/2025

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