It was my first work experience as a young girl in a small Southern town that was a pivotal moment of my life. After school, I would go to Mrs. Firestone’s to help her around the house. It was there where I first learned the value of hard work whether polishing her brass bed, washing her dishes with ammonia and water, or scrubbing the grout in her kitchen.  When she ultimately moved to a nursing home, I would visit her regularly and soon became accustomed to knowing others living there with her.  I felt a warm embrace amongst them and understood most were close to their end of life.  These memories at the nursing home when I was a child led me to start volunteering at Alive Hospice when I was 24 years old. I knew it was a privilege to spend time with the patients and family members during the patients’ last moments here on earth. For the past ten years, even though I was busy with work or starting my family, I knew helping others at Alive Hospice was my calling. After the birth of my daughter Lilah, I had a deeper sense of following my heart and considering my true aspirations for our life together. I decided to open myself to discovering the unknown by trusting that I would find my path one step at a time.

    My journey led me to become a student as a end of life doula. The impact of using a Doula in childbirth lead me to wanting to provide the same type of care for people during the dying process. I am confident that as much as we need compassionate care coming into this world, we also need compassionate care going out of this world. I believe death is a sacred moment in the mystery and celebration of life. As a doula, I am a companion to the dying helping to create a healing end of life experience. It is my greatest hope that through assisting people in preparing for their death, more people will die comfortably, naturally, and in a meaningful way.

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