My personal journey into volunteering began in 2013 when I flew home to Texas to be by my grandpa’s side before he died.
Grandpa was an Army veteran of the Korean and Vietnam wars and was forever changed by service. His kidneys and liver were shutting down because of the effects of toxic exposure.
He knew his time was short, and he wanted to spend his remaining time at home, not in a hospital.
We set him up with home hospice care. He died peacefully not long after. It was then, sitting by his side, that I realized how meaningful it is to be with people during their final moments.
After he passed, I began…
