This is my story of my journey to the end of my life.  About 4 years ago, I was diagnosd with a serious heart condition by the Heart Function Clinic at McMaster Hospital.  The cardiologist there told me that I could live 3-5 years with this condition.  I have continued on with my life as best Ican and was referred to the Palliative care team at the hospital.  I have been under their care ever since.  The Palliative care doctor  agreed with the diagnosis I received.  My mind immediately began to search for acceptance of this.  I have no fear but certainly anxiety and wonder about what is going to happen.  I have ben fortunate to receive a lot of help from a lot of different people.  I started to attend a one day aweek hospice program at The Bob Kemp Hospice.  The wonderful Palliative caare nurse and all the many volunteers made me welcome and I met others who were struggling with the same thing as me.  There I learned the true meaning of hospice, it is not just a place where yuu go to die, but a place where you go to learn to live lthe rest of your life, in the best way possibl;le.  I learned what the possibilities were, how to make choices and help prepare my family.  With alll that, I took part in some wonderful activities, like Reiki, massage therapy, music therapy, art therapy including scrapbooking and memory boxes.   legacy writing and so much more.  It gave me a wonderful respite from being sick.  While involved in these activities, you are in the moment and live in faith, while fully enjoying the time spent.