A Caregiver’s Remembrance

We welcomed you with open arms,
not knowing how much you’d teach us.

Each arrival was sacred—
a new name, a new story,
woven into the fabric of this home
and into the fabric of our hearts.

We prepared your room with care—
not just for comfort, but for peace.

Because here,
you were never just a guest.
You were someone deeply,
immeasurably loved.

In the stillness of the house,
we witnessed quiet bravery—
the kind that doesn’t shout,
but whispers through tears
and soft smiles.

Even in your final days,
you gave more than you took—
glances filled with meaning,
goodbyes wrapped in gratitude.

You came carrying stories,
whole lifetimes
folded into days.

And we listened—
not just with ears,
but with our spirits wide open.

It was never just care we gave.
It was companionship.
It was presence.
It was a sacred exchange
between souls
crossing the threshold
together.

You came to us as guests,
but left as family.

Each name,
each face,
each journey—
etched itself into our souls.

You taught us how to live with grace,
how to listen with our hearts,
and how to love without fear
of the goodbye.

Some days,
we still see your shadows
in the sunlight falling on the porch.
We hear your laughter in the kitchen,
feel your courage in the quiet.

And though your beds are empty now,
Our hearts are forever full.

At The Gathering Together,
you didn’t just pass.

You were honored.
You were loved.
You were held—
all the way into forever.