11/18/2025
Being hospice nurses means living in the space between deep sorrow and profound purpose. We step into homes where families are holding tightly to the moments that matter, and we carry their stories with us. The sadness is real — watching decline, feeling the weight of anticipatory grief, witnessing love in its most vulnerable form — and yet, the meaning behind our work never fades.
This work stretches us to our limits. The exhaustion is physical, emotional, and sometimes spiritual. We advocate in a system that can feel impossibly fractured, fighting for patients who deserve so much more than the barriers placed in their way. It’s a battle that seems to restart every day, and still, we show up. We push. We keep going because dignity, comfort, and compassion are worth every ounce of energy we have.
And in the midst of all the heaviness, there is joy — quiet, powerful, and often unexpected. A peaceful breath. A family moment that feels timeless. A patient’s relief. These are the moments that remind us why we do what we do, even when the weight feels almost too heavy to carry.
Yes, the work is hard. Yes, it takes everything we have. But we do it together, and that makes all the difference. To my team and to every colleague who walks this road beside us — thank you for showing up with heart, grit, and compassion every single day. I couldn’t be prouder to share this journey with you.
