A story written by Jayson Stone-the husband of a hospice nurse named Becky.

Becky is a Hospice worker for Horizon Hospice, located in Spokane, WA. She has had the "Hospice" calling for many years and finally decided to answer that call in what will be 4 years this February. Not too many people can do what hands-on hospice workers do. She is Hospice / Palliative care certified and has worked in the care-giving field with the elderly & disabled for 40 years, starting at the age of 15. The only downfall of the profession is that the rate of pay which is far below a "living" wage. It's a shame that an athlete can be paid millions while those who are trusted with the care of our sick and aging cannot make enough to even take care of life's basic needs. Then again, we live in a country where a pizza can make it to your house faster than an ambulance.

The story Jayson wrote is based on his wife's experiences.

The Door Inspired thru experiences

by: Rebecca Stone Written by: Jayson J. Stone

I live out of town in the mountains on the shores of a lake.

Each morning I depart into a new day, often times greeted on my way out by the various species of wildlife that inhabit the surroundings that I call home. Neither they nor I know what I will encounter on this day, who I will meet...Who I will greet for the first time...or say goodbye to... for the last.

I drive between 80 and 125 miles per day. It may be to a destination off of a rural highway or it may be in a neighborhood in the heart of town or suburbia. I will be in and see many different neighborhoods in my daily journey.

It doesn't matter what shape these neighborhoods are in or the homes that make them what they are...for they are, none the less what their inhabitants call home.

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