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Coffee and milk

“God, may you and I be like coffee and milk; once mixed together, they can’t be separated.” So says the Haitian prayer.

As a hospice chaplain, I’ve encountered some coffee and milk marriages. Couples may have been together for 50 or 60 years. Because life for one of them is drawing to a close, one is labelled the “patient” while the other is the “caregiver.” But this fails to capture the myriad ways their lives had already become mixed together long before they began the hospice journey. Family photos on the wall, twin recliner chairs in proximity, bookshelves carefully arranged with reading treasures, tended plants on porches or back decks, family pets lovingly caressed – the evidence of two lives marvelously intertwined is on full display.

Not all marriages are like this. I’ve heard that it’s possible to live under one roof and already be emotionally divorced from one’s partner. Spouses have been downgraded to roommates. But tell me: Just because this can happen, must it happen? The clues of enduring love that I discover in the homes of hospice couples encourage me to cherish the relationship that – other than my relationship with God – is the most rewarding. Coffee and milk, anyone? 

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I'm a health care chaplain.

2 thoughts on “Coffee and milk

  1. Greg, Thanks for this! Reading the paragraph that describes a couple at end-of-life, I thought of my parents for the few years before dad’s passing. I hope that my relationship with my wife ends as you describe, like coffee and milk!

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