Vanessa was a beacon of kindness during one of the hardest moments of our lives. From the moment she stepped into the room, there was a warmth in her presence, a quiet strength that made everything feel just a little more bearable. She didn’t just tend to my grandma, she cared for all of us, offering gentle words, understanding, hugs, and a calm reassurance that we weren’t alone in our grief. She moved with grace and purpose, never rushing but always knowing exactly what to do.

Vanessa spoke to my grandma with tenderness, even when she could no longer respond, treating her with dignity and love. She stood with us throughout the process, she checked on us, making sure we had what we needed, not just physically, but emotionally too. Her compassion isn’t just part of her job; it seems to be who she is. In our darkest moment, she was a light, reminding us that even in loss, kindness and love remain.