Hospice ADLs: My Adventures of Daily Learning.100
Books about dying, death, and grief surround me in my office. There are additional like-minded books in digital form on my tablet.
Do any of them truly help me understand the grief I’ve experienced in my life, or help those I try to support as they grieve a loved one’s death?
And what about the workshops, seminars, and webinars I’ve attended? Helpful? Not helpful?
The resources I’ve casually thumbed through or read and re-read, and the experts who have shared their wisdom in person or online, have added to my knowledge. And, given my love of books, and that I like to keep growing as a professional, I’ll probably buy the next well-reviewed memoir about grief or register for a webinar touting unique research about hospice care.
I love learning! Books are my friends! Workshops can provide new knowledge!
However . . .
Recently I spent time with someone who has dealt with a terrible tragedy. I won’t reveal what she experienced, and who died in her family, but this person is struggling with an event that is unbearably difficult. You would not want to be her. And if you’ve ever had a similar traumatizing event, then you might begin to fathom how deep emotional wounds can change . . . everything. Or maybe you wouldn’t understand, because tragedies can numb the ability to empathize with others for a long, long time.
This gentle, hurting person and I talked about books. Continue reading