Mindfulness Saves Lives: A Compass for Inner Peace

Dad died when I was 34.

Short battle with cancer. Long battle with alcohol.

Sleeping on the couch next to his hospice bed, he’d groan in pain throughout the night. Other than my presence (and more meds), touch was the only comfort I could offer.

As his death drew closer, he’d get up in the darkness and cover me with a blanket.

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