the Life of a Caring Man Forever Changed

tonight my patient died. I am home calm and serene. I think of my patient dying, my supervisor telling the family about her slowly going away and her husband breaking down... "We were gardening when it happened" he said... "I've lived with her my entire life" he also said... I cannot help but think of this man. A good man, a loving husband who loved his wife. Three days ago he was gardening with her and now what? How will he be tonight alone in a bed that still holds her smell? Can he breath without her? There is something about death that makes you feel really grounded. You can be unsecure, heartbroken, sad, depressed, yet you're alive... I feel strangely peaceful tonight. My Patient died tonight. May She Rest in Peace.