Needed to share some end-of-life experiences during my visit to see my Brothers daughter at hospice yesterday. The setting was new, spacious and comfortable. There were refreshments like café and water. Her room down the hall was large enough for the outpouring of visitors that came and went during my afternoon time there. Lots of Family, friends and the ladies with the guitarrista who sang beautifully to her and another patient. This neighbor down the hall heard the music and asked for them to come to her. I caught her singing along with the three Women. Very touching. I joined in a few lines as well, outside of her room, in the hallway. End-of-life is a Journey. We ask the Lord for comfort for these patients and we, the living ask for thanks for another day.