My life as an End-of-Life Doula began in 2016 when my husband, John, was diagnosed with pancreatic cancer. As a wife, mom, and social worker, I moved immediately into a role that I never anticipated or wanted. But through our two year journey of illness, treatment, surgery, fear, and pain, also came laughter, joy, reflection, support, and love.

Most of the time, I didn’t know what I was doing. How does one support a dying husband? How does one care for young teens seeing their father in pain and preparing to say good-bye? The only answer I knew was putting one foot in front of the other and trying to have the strength, resilience, and love, to be there day after day.

My experience led me to a much deeper appreciation of life, and the need to make whatever time I have as meaningful as possible. I was led back down the path of social work supporting children in schools and eventually to the call as an End-of-Life Doula and Grief Counselor.

This is a difficult journey so many of us have to face. However, you don’t have to face it alone. I hope that my walking alongside you on your journey might bring support, guidance, and comfort, as you navigate the challenges and face whatever is on your horizon.