I’m re-blogging this story, written by Victo Dolore, in honor of Ruthie, my former co-worker who died from ovarian cancer. Ruthie was full of compassion for every human being. She worked especially hard to fight the stigma against pregnant women addicted to drugs. She worked to teach compassion to medical professionals in delivery and the NICU. She would love this story so much. To learn more about Ruthie and her continuing mission, you can visit: http://www.championsforcompassion.com/
Anything is Possible! 
October 4, 2015 at 11:40 am
I read it on Victo’s blog but it was a good idea to reblog it for the reason you gave. It is a very forceful story.
October 4, 2015 at 12:47 pm
Thank you for saying so. I wasn’t sure, but I think Ruthie had a hand in it. 😉
October 5, 2015 at 1:54 am
Victo was one of my students at one and we reconnected via WP. I enjoy the things she posts and I’m glad you shared this one. Hugs, N 🙂 ❤
October 7, 2015 at 2:21 am
I remember reading that she was one of your students. That is so cool. I try to read both of your blogs every night. Hugs to you N. 🙂 ❤
October 7, 2015 at 2:30 am
I always read hers and yours too. I always save my favorites to read at the end of the day so I have lovely and/or fun thoughts to dwell on as I lay me down to sleep. Hugs, N 🙂 ❤
October 8, 2015 at 1:22 am
Such a well-written and powerful story. I loved it. Partly I loved the way death snuck up and the moment was on the one hand so mundane, even as it was so big. I would imagine being a doctor changes your notion of this transition we call dying. Makes it everyday. You realize that… it is a moment tempered by grace, and… we live through it… 🙂
Peace
Michael