UNDERSTANDING PHYLLIS’S CHILDREN
Published: Thursday, 03 March 2016 15:50
When Phyllis told me she’d like me to try to reach her children in spirit, I immediately felt a lump in my throat. There’s nothing more heartbreaking for a parent than losing a child. And, being a mother of two, I really feel that sorrow. But I have to put my feelings aside – I’m here to help, not share sadness with my clients. When faced with a distressing situation, I’ve learned it’s best to acknowledge my sitter’s grief.
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Published: Friday, 29 January 2016 07:01
The call display on Carla’s cell phone showed the hospital was calling. She thumbed the receive icon. “It’s your father,” the nurse said, a hint of sorrow in her voice. “I think you need to come back. And you might want to call your family.” Carla breathed deeply, thanked the nurse, then clicked off. She had spent six hours that afternoon at the hospital, and though her father, Guy – short for Giuseppe – had been conscious and alert, his breathing had been laboured. She considered her huge Italian family: brothers, sisters, cousins, cousins of cousins – too many people for one hospital room. And would anyone be able to reach her brother, Gianni, in time?
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