Sunday, 6 September 2015


I was working with a wonderful lady and her family (daughter) the other day. The same lady also happens to be terminally ill and really needs specialist equipment now to help her with day to day tasks, but really doesn't want to give up her home comforts which need replacing. Understandable really.

Her daughter, who I secretly really like, likes to think she is a strong, hard woman who is coping incredibly. She is coping really well to be honest, and I admire her, but sometimes we all need a shoulder to cry on.

Anyway, the daughter emerged from the bedroom almost shaking with tears. She'd had another conversation with her Mum about the equipment, with it ending with the line 'well, I don't want it because where will we put it all when I'm better?'. The daughter just had no idea how to respond and came straight to me to hug her, which I did. I also told her that it would get better eventually, that she is doing amazingly, and everything will be ok.


I can't stop thinking about this conversation. Firstly, it puts life into perspective and all gossiping that also goes on in my job, just feels so ridiculous and pathetic (it is anyway but y'know?). But not only that, I love feeling like a superhero. I love being there when someone needs a shoulder to cry on, some reassurance in their hour of need. I don't get paid enough and I work stupidly long hours but when someone is most vulnerable, I feel honoured that I get to be a part of their last however long they have on earth. 

You don't have to be invincible or know how to fly to feel like a superhero. You just have to be there.

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