Hospice of Hope LLC

12/23/2025

Smiles from ear to ear while some with tears of joy. The Angels blessed them with gifts for Christmas.

12/23/2025

They were so happy to receive your gifts Angels!

12/23/2025

More Christmas Angels! Thank you for blessing our Patients!

12/16/2025

The team is organizing deliveries of christmas gifts to adopted patients. Special thanks to our HOH angels that spent time individually preparing gifts to Hospice patients. Each gift bags are individually personalized and put together with love and with great care.
From the bottom of our hearts, the Hospice of Hope family are deeply humbled by everyone's generosity.

12/16/2025

Another Hospice of Hope Angel came by!

12/12/2025

This beautiful lady was so happy to receive a present from our wonderful Angels, the Singleton Family.
Extending good cheer and blessed holiday!

12/12/2025

Our Christmas Angel Heros! Thank you for your generosity. You give joy to the patients this Holiday season.
Special thanks to the Hospice of Hope Family and especially to Rosa for organizing this wonderful event.

12/01/2025

Thank you to our Hospice of Hope Angel! Spreading holiday cheer to our beloved patients.

11/25/2025

11/19/2025

A couple of months ago, I was talking with my granddaughter and mentioned my mom. She looked at me and said, “You have a mom?” Of course she said that, my mother died thirty years ago. She never met her, and I realize now that I’ve hardly shared stories about her at all.

That moment reminded me of something important: if we don’t say their name, if we don’t tell their story, if we don’t carry their legacy forward, no one else will. And eventually, their story falls silent.

Sometimes we hold back. We worry that saying their name will make others uneasy, especially after a recent loss, or on an anniversary that weighs a little heavier on the heart. Inside, we might be aching to speak about them, to honor them, to let the world know how much they are still woven into our days. But out of protection for others, we stay quiet.

I wish we lived in a culture that welcomed these stories, where remembering someone wasn’t seen as reopening a wound, but as keeping love alive. Where legacy wasn’t something fragile, but something we tended to together. I think we are getting there, but I also think we could do better. 

So say their name. Tell their story. Share their legacy. Live in a way they would be proud of.

They may not be here in the way they once were, but they are still here, carried in the breath of every memory we choose to speak aloud.

xo
Gabby
www.thehospiceheart.net

11/19/2025

Hard work and a focus on whats right makes it possible.