Being in a hospital can feel isolating and lonely. I also struggle with “getting along” with my grown children at times. On this particular night, I was really struggling with these emotions. And the minute Trixie saw me, she had the intuition to “just know” that “something was up.” Her presence alone calmed me. She listened to me as I shared my frustrations. Then, we started talking about the beautiful purple lilacs out my hospital window. Again, she stayed and listened as I shared the beautiful memories I have of my grandma’s lilacs.

I can talk forever, and she was patient with me. It’s like she knew how this talk would truly boost my spirits. Later that evening she came back in my room with a cup with a few lilacs from the bush so I could enjoy the smell. Again, the smell flooded me with all the beautiful memories from Grandma’s house. It doesn’t seem like “thank you” is enough, and I want Trixie to know her kindness and compassion will never be forgotten by me.