At about 2 pm that day I had just arrived on the 6th floor of a local hospital when I learned of the passing of a family friend. I had been asked, by the daughter of this good man, to come and sit with her mom as she sat in vigil at the side of her dying husband.
Rather than sit with her mom, as I had planned, I was now there to help console other family members as they arrived at his bedside. I was available with my cell phone to contact others who were needed at that time.
I was also able to witness some very tender moments with the family as they said their preliminary goodbyes to their husband, brother and father.
As I lay in my bed that night I was overcome by gratitude for the opportunity to be there with them.