I met Jamie near the end of a 2-week hospital stay with my brother. I had done everything possible for him and he was in his final hours of life. The hospital staff was very professional and I was thankful for everything they did to make him more comfortable. I was exhausted and trying to prepare myself for what was going to happen soon. I’d lost a daughter (age 34), a husband (age 21), and a granddaughter (age 15), so I knew all too well about the death process. When Jamie came on duty to care for A, I felt at peace that she was there. Without saying a word, I felt her heart reach out to me. The comfort it felt gave me what I desperately needed to get through the end of A’s journey. Jamie is special like every nurse who cares for a patient. She knew what to do in every situation and she did it well. But Jamie had a way of knowing that I was brave on the outside but weary and alone inside. Her smiles and her hugs became the strength I needed. She was so genuine and so easy to talk to. For the short time that we were together, she walked that walk with me. Thank you Jamie for making a difference in his life and in mine.