We all go through life knowing that someday we won’t be here forever. I’m not afraid of dying and see it as a natural part of life. But what does worry me is growing old and not being able to take care of myself. The idea of relying on a hospice nurse makes me a bit anxious.
The thought of needing help with everything, being unable to do simple things on my own, and forgetting my loved ones’ names scares me. It’s not the kind of life I’d want. This fear reminds me of Maria, a music teacher who was cared for by a hospice nurse in 2016.
One night, as I was leaving at the end of my shift, I said ‘Goodnight, Irene.’ Then I asked her if she knew the song ‘Goodnight, Irene,’ and I sang a little bit of it. She looked at me and smiled,” Berg said. “For someone who didn’t usually talk much with the nurses, that smile meant a lot, and I knew I had made a connection with her.”As Rosipajla’s health got worse, it was decided to move her from the hospital to hospice care. “The last time I took care of Irene, I wanted to do something kind for her and her family, so I brought my guitar,” said Berg, who had studied music in college. “I sang ‘Goodnight, Irene,’ and it was a really special moment. I was nervous about singing in front of someone, but when I started playing and singing, she was so focused, and her family was really touched.”
Michelle Naypauer, Irene Rosipajla’s daughter-in-law who saw her as a mother, was in the room and moved to tears. “Irene was a wonderful person who treated me like a daughter,” Naypauer said. “In the last few months, Irene was in and out of the hospital, and we got to know Annamarie well.”
“Before the song, Annamarie had already done some great things. Our middle son, Eric, got married in August, and Annamarie helped set up FaceTime so Mom could be at the reception bridal table. It was beautiful,” Naypauer shared.
Naypauer, who recorded Annamarie singing to Irene, wanted to capture the special moment to share with the family. “There were so many tears, and it was just so beautiful,” she said. The song was a heartfelt farewell to Irene, who passed away a few weeks later at home, surrounded by her family.
Watch Joshua sing to Maria while she was in his carehttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uGFRHyt1sFQ
1. “Maria is dying. Then carer takes something out of his pocket and fulfills her last wish..” Newsner. Norhan Elhakeem. October 26, 2017
2. “Nurse sings to patient moving to hospice care in touching moment.” ABC News. Haley Yamada. March 2, 2020.
Is Having Bright Pink Hair in Church Disrespectful? I’m Having Trouble Comprehending It
This past Sunday was supposed to be just like any other day at church—quiet, reflective, and full of reverence. However, something caught my eye during the service that I simply couldn’t ignore: a woman sitting near the front pew with bright pink hair. I was stunned. I know we live in a time where self-expression is celebrated, but I can’t help feeling like this was completely out of place in a sacred space like church. To me, church has always been about modesty and respect, not making bold fashion statements.
I tried to focus on the sermon, but the vibrant color of her hair kept pulling my attention. It wasn’t just a subtle pastel pink—it was bold, neon, the kind that makes you do a double-take. I grew up in a time where people dressed modestly for church, where muted tones and simplicity were signs of respect. Is it wrong that I feel like pink hair, especially that loud, is disrespectful in a place of worship?
After the service ended, I saw the woman standing outside, chatting with some people. I hesitated for a moment, wondering if I should say something, but my curiosity—and concern—got the better of me. I approached her with every intention of being polite.
“Excuse me,” I started cautiously, “I couldn’t help but notice your hair. I just wanted to share that I feel like such bright colors might not be appropriate for church.”
Her eyes widened, and for a brief moment, I thought she would apologize or at least explain. Instead, her response shocked me.
“Well, I don’t think it’s any of your business,” she replied sharply, with a slight smile that didn’t seem friendly. “I come to church to pray, not to be judged for how I look.”
I was completely taken aback. I hadn’t expected such a curt reaction. My intention wasn’t to offend her, but simply to express my feelings on what I thought was an important matter of respect for the church. However, her words left me feeling conflicted. Had I overstepped?
Now, I’m really struggling with this situation. I’ve always believed that there should be certain standards when it comes to how we present ourselves in church. It’s not about suppressing individuality, but about showing respect for a space that many of us hold sacred.
Was I wrong for speaking up? Maybe I’m just being old-fashioned, but it feels like we’re losing a sense of reverence for tradition and sacred spaces. Am I the only one who feels this way? Has anyone else experienced something similar in their church?
I’d really love to hear your thoughts on this. Do you think I was out of line, or is there still room for certain standards when it comes to respect in church?
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