I am a bird, as you know, who makes my nest at Hospice of the Upstate, and I watch the most amazing people at work! Recently, I noticed a good bit of commotion and talk of someone who wanted to go home. I’ve heard those words before. They are not uncommon. There seemed to be a bit more concern than normal, so I flew closer to watch and listen.
I heard them say, “Time is short.” Time is short? I thought time was the same, all the time. What did that mean? A nurse hurried to her car and I flew behind – following her to a local hospital in the area.
A patient was very near death in a hospital bed. The family told our nurse, “Dad wants to go home one last time.” The nurse answered, “Yes. We can help you.” A flurry of activity began to take place, and the focus seemed to be two-fold. One, to make sure this man was comfortable and two, to take him home right away because ‘time was short.’
Soon, I was perched on the window sill of this man’s home. A lovely place! I watched as our team of nurses worked to settle this man into his favorite familiar setting. The nurses worked quickly to make sure he was comfortable. Suddenly, it was as if he awoke! He looked about him and took in his surroundings. A peacefulness settled over him and the peaceful feeling seemed to flow throughout the home, touching the family and easing their burden.
And soon, he was gone. He had come home and now, he was gone. I understood. Time is short. Time is short for us all. Spend your time on the meaningful things.
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