A Walk To Remember- Liam Smyth

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Our Brother Liam and Galway Hospice: 

It was a two minute walk from the door to room number 4.

It was a three or four minute walk if you stopped and had a small chat to the receptionist, who always had a warm welcome despite the circumstances.

The room was sometimes lit with the flashing of a TV screen or in the later days, a salt lamp in front of a soft pink lamp making the room feel cosy, safe and warm.

We were often stopped on route to the canteen, with stories of the night before and his latest shopping adventure. We'd shake our heads while laughing, desperately hoping this wasn't going to be his last trip out. 

We knew eventually one of those shopping trips would indeed be his last.. But hope, laughter and chats with those people who choose to work in there made us enjoy the today - the here, the now, with our brother Liam. 

The people who work behind those double doors leading into the reception desk are some of the kindest, most caring and humours people we've ever met. 

From the chef who would go to the vending machine to get that "Kinder Bueno" just for him to sprinkle over his ice-cream, right down to the cleaning ladies who gave a weary smile as we left room number 4. 

Room number 4 was where we held a disco one evening while my brother played the part of the DJ. 

Room number 4 was where we painted a smile on our faces before ever pushing the door in. 

Room number 4 was where my dad and brother played pool while my mother was asked to make tea and coffee respectively. 

Room number 4 was where my father slept beside my brother every night for over 3 weeks. 

Room number 4 was where my mother hid her heartbreak and smiled instead of crying. 

Room number 4 was where he made my sons laugh out loud ensuring we all let the pending grief melt away. 

Room number 4 was where he kissed and cuddled his eldest niece like nothing else mattered; he insisted on hearing each new word she had. 

Room number 4 was where we talked about our childhood, our own childern and how lucky we were to have so many siblings. 

Room number 4 was the room our sister(who was known as the Aussie, by all) and his beautiful god daughter visited for hours on end. 

Room number 4 was where we openly told each other how much we loved each other and how we all hoped things could have been different. 

Room number 4 was where the art therapist left the cast of my brother and father hands for us all to see while telling us that our modest brother never told her he was in fact, an artist. 

Room number 4 was were we met the wonderful Dr Orla, Nurses and Nurses aides Trish, Lauren, Deirdre, Amanda and so many more. 

Room number 4 was where we kissed our brother one last time before he drifted off into a sleep. 

Room number 4 is the fourth room in Galway Hospice ,it holds many memories for us all and   those memories are not just sad, they are warm, kind, funny, loving and yes sad too - the reason we have such memories is down to the staff of the hospice and the care and respect my brother and us as his family received. 

Services like the Galway Hospice will suffer during the coronavirus, so please if you have even a few euro to donate online, please do. 

In honour of my brother Liam who passed away surrounded by his whole family, I have donated to the Galway Hospice, so that other families like ours can continue to receive the care, support and love shown by the Galway Hospice. 

To all the Staff, I cannot thank you enough for the work you do.