Editor, Daily Press:
I would like to send a letter of great gratitude to a local hospice.
My grandfather was diagnosed with lung and brain cancer and wanted to spend his last days with my grandmother of 61 years in their home. My grandmother and mother chose this particular hospice care to make him more comfortable, and to allow him to be where he loved the most, with my grandmother and his children and to watch his horse in the pasture.
Although they do not advertise, my family decided to go with them. As we all know, watching someone we love dearly slowly slip away in front of you is one of the hardest things that anyone has to go through. This hospice came in and became one of the family. They treated my grandfather as if he was their father/grandfather. They did not act as if this was a job to them, but as if they were taking care of a family member/friend.
Having to go through this difficult period was not easy, but they gave my grandfather what he asked for, to be home with his family, and not be treated as a patient.
I just wanted to make sure to give praise where praise is due. After my grandfather passed, that wasn’t it for them. They made sure that my grandmother was OK, as well as being present at the viewing and the funeral. Again, they became a friend/family.
They gave my family a sense of peace as my grandfather was passing.
Grand Rapids, Mich.