Have you ever heard that death comes in 3s? As a care giver I can say that adage is soooo true. In the last week, several people I have cared for for some time passed away. I was not there, but when I found out I was upset. One of them was a shock. My heart knows that they are all in a better place and not hurting. I still remember their smiles, laughs, little quirks. I feel bad that I was not there to be by their side. But I do know that they were not alone. They had people that loved them with them. I take pride in knowing that if someone does not have family or their family will not be with them in their final hours, that I am there. If I'm not, one of my coworkers will be. I pride myself in making them and their family comfortable and free of pain. I know that for the family I can not take away their pain, but I can make the situation more comfortable for them. I know as a Christian I should be free of pride, but I can't help it. If my family member was in that situation, I would want them to be pain free. If it was my family member, I would want to feel comfortable. I have been in their shoes. I have been the one sitting by a family member's bed as they took their last breath. In fact, not so very long ago, I was the one my family was turning to in this very situation when our loved one was actively passing away. I was the one in the room and had to turn to my family when our loved one took their last breath and was no longer hurting. I have been on both sides of the coin at the same time. It was hard, but I got through it. It is always hard to loose someone you care for. Whether they are blood or not. If you care for them they are still family. That is something I try to pass on to the new generation of care givers. I have seen about half of the new generation have no compassion for these people. If you can not have compassion of any sort in this career, then you should not be a care giver. We need more compassion in health care. We need more people that care. Care. That is our career choice. To care.