A Letter expressing my feelings of the care we received
I composed a letter right after Trudie died. But just like Jesus says about plank in my own eye, I wanted to let it “marinade” and to clean out any of my own issues.
I ran it by many people and asked their opinion. Then I went into “I got to get it just perfect” mode. And so I fretted, I grieved, and I got scared. So I just put it aside.
This week I decided it was time to send it. Well, to he honest, I had some help from some friends who gave me a loving K.I.T.A. to get it done [definition: Kick In The … you get the idea].
So today I made one or two minor tweaks, printed it, and now it is waiting in my outgoing mail. Is it perfect? Probably not; but it’s the best I can do now.
You can read my St Joseph’s Nursing Comments from Google Docs.
I’m glad to get it out the door. I don’t know what is going to “hit the fan” but I’m not in control of that. I’m glad that I’ve done it and I hope it will help others who have loved ones admitted to St. Joseph’s.