10/18/2026
“I didn't know it would be this hard.”
I hear these words so often from people caring for someone they love who is dying.
And then, sometimes through tears, I hear something else.
“It was the hardest thing I have ever done. But if I had the chance, I would do it all over again.”
There is heartbreak in caring for someone at the end of their life. But there is also something profoundly beautiful about loving someone through their final days, even when you don't know what to do, what to expect, or whether you are doing enough.
No one should have to figure out dying alone. And no one should have to carry the weight of wondering if they did enough.
We need to do better at preparing people for what dying can look like. We need to make hospice, end-of-life doulas, education, and caregiving resources more accessible. We need to support the people at the bedside just as intentionally as we support the person in the bed.
And when that last breath is taken, we need to help those who remain, understand that they did the best they could with what they knew, what they had, and what they were able to give.
Because caring for someone who is dying takes a village. It takes compassion, collaboration, education, and the willingness to show up for one another.
I want families to remember the love they gave, not spend their lives questioning what they could have done differently.
Every human being deserves to die with peace and dignity. And every person who loves them deserves to feel supported along the way.
Imagine what we could change if we stopped working in silos and started working together.
For life, for death, for the people who love, and for the people who grieve.
We can do better. Together.
xo
Gabby
“I didn't know it would be this hard.”
I hear these words so often from people caring for someone they love who is dying.
And then, sometimes through tears, I hear something else.
“It was the hardest thing I have ever done. But if I had the chance, I would do it all over again.”
There is heartbreak in caring for someone at the end of their life. But there is also something profoundly beautiful about loving someone through their final days, even when you don't know what to do, what to expect, or whether you are doing enough.
No one should have to figure out dying alone. And no one should have to carry the weight of wondering if they did enough.
We need to do better at preparing people for what dying can look like. We need to make hospice, end-of-life doulas, education, and caregiving resources more accessible. We need to support the people at the bedside just as intentionally as we support the person in the bed.
And when that last breath is taken, we need to help those who remain, understand that they did the best they could with what they knew, what they had, and what they were able to give.
Because caring for someone who is dying takes a village. It takes compassion, collaboration, education, and the willingness to show up for one another.
I want families to remember the love they gave, not spend their lives questioning what they could have done differently.
Every human being deserves to die with peace and dignity. And every person who loves them deserves to feel supported along the way.
Imagine what we could change if we stopped working in silos and started working together.
For life, for death, for the people who love, and for the people who grieve.
We can do better. Together.
xo
Gabby