The young woman was in the Hospice hallway clutching possessions of a beloved family member who just passed. Tears were streaming down her face. I stood silently with Nova not knowing if she wanted privacy.
She glanced up and spotted us and gestured us over asking if she could pet Nova for awhile. “Yes, that’s why we’re here”. She put everything down and held and stroked Nova who leaned into her wagging her tail. “She’s happy!” said the woman who seemed both pleased and surprised. As she continued to stroke Nova it was as if the joie de vivre of Nova’s spirit was acting as a balm for the young woman’s broken heart. I was glad we were present at that moment for her.
