Sandra Kluskowski, a nursing assistant at Memorial Hospital of South Bend, Indiana, decided to pen an emotional note to one of her patients after finding out they were going to pass away. It's an incredibly moving post, as she tries to capture what it's like to be so close to someone who is going to pass on, even if they're not your family.

Did you know I was there?

I was just another voice getting report and gathering all information so I would know more about you.

Did you hear the marker on the white board spell out my name?

I greeted you in a comforting voice.

I hope it wasnt too loud or maybe it was too quiet and you didnt understand what I said.

Did you know I was there?

I came in after gathering all the supplies I would need to get you cleaned up.

Could you tell I wasnt in a hurry?

I tried to take my time.

I didnt need to verbally hear you say you were in pain, your moans were enough and I understood clearly.

I ran out to get a warm blanket from the heater.

I hoped that it would warm you up.

You were shivering.

Did you know I was there?

The doctor would soon say "we have done all that we can do".

If only you could have heard my thoughts.

I've only known you since this morning but I didn't want you to go.

Your family knew this was coming.

It still didnt make it easier on them. Sobs and tears filled your room but the machines could be heard in the back ground reminding us all that they were keeping the little life that was in you going.

Did you hear me ask your loved ones if they needed anything?

I just wanted to help in any way that I could.

Did you know I was there?

They said it was time. . .

Were you looking down as I stood in your door way silently asking God to guide me?

I was scared, could you tell?

My hands were trembling, as I spoke to you about all the things i had to do to get you ready to be picked up.

I talked about my kids, I figured you would understand because you were a parent. I even told you about how my daughter calls her room the hobbit hole. I giggled but honestly I just wanted to cry.

Did you see how I kept looking up at the ceiling to hold back tears?

The lump in my throat was the worst part. It felt like I couldnt breathe.

Did you know I was there?

Your body begain to stiffin and your skin was just room temperature.

I kept telling you how sorry I was, i knew that if you were still alive and as i was pulling on the tape it would be pulling on the fine hairs on your arm.

I told you how good you did.

I rolled you to your side and you let the last of the air out from your lungs.

I told you I would only be a couple minutes.

You smelled like wipes and baby soap.

I hope the smell brought back memories of when your children were young.

As I combed your hair my thoughts were on your family. How much they loved you and all the things they would think youd miss out on.

Did you hear me whisper to you two hours prior to your passing that "YOU are truly loved?"

I dont understand how I could have met you on this specific morning and felt this kind of love for someone I barely even knew. I cant explain it.

Did you know I was there?

I just want you to know that I did my best.

I was scared again and this wasnt the first time.

I wanted more than ever for you to feel comfortable and safe all the way to the moment I covered you with a sheet and turned and closed the door behind me as quietly as possible as if to say.....I'm letting you rest.

I only wish I knew that you knew I was there. I wish I could thank you!

The machines sit quietly, clean sheets on the bed, and no sign that anyone was there. I stand quietly outside the room remembering what took place and not knowing who I will be spending the day with tomorrow. Tears push their way to the surface and as fast as they come i wipe them away. I look as if I'm holding it together but I know once I get in my car and close the door I will fall apart.

Please know that I am a strong person and my level of compassion excels any inch of unkindness.

I'm only human, I feel fearful and get scared and yes I cry. I only hope to have others be able to relate to the feelings I have about situations we are going through in the moment. It's not always easy but I still believe "we should treat others the way we would want to be treated"

Kluskowski's post has been shared more than 18,000 times, and people are applauding her ability to put those emotions into words.

Thank you everyone who has taken the time out of their day to read or share my post. I'm a very private person and to have this many people read or share what's being called a poem but is actually my raw emotions is just something I have yet to wrap my head around. It means so much to me that so many can relate to how I was feeling in that specific moment. I'm not trying to be or claim something that I'm not nor am I looking to gain anything from my post but I am a Nurses Assistant.

I had someone message me actually alot of people but this one person messaged "He knows you were there." And these few words ment the world to me!!! Also to all the people who have shared their stories with me...my heart goes out to you. ❤I am truly grateful and will continue to be thankful to everyone's kind words. I give Jesus all the credit.

However, the credit and the attention caused Kluskowski some anxiety, especially after her husband mislabelled her job title.

I have to be honest I didnt sleep well last night. I've been consumed with worry. I normally dont let anything steal my joy but unfortunately I have. So here is my honesty.....

Since my post first was shared by my husband he called me a nurse, it bothered me because that term is only used for Nurses who are trained. He told me to not worrie because that is what I am, I take care of people. It was then shared to the world which then made me feel as if people were going to assume that I was trying to be something that I'm not. So this was eating at me. I have been contacted by so many and have only had the chance to respond to a few.

I have been dealing with some personal things (I hope to share them one day) I have been telling these wonderful people that I am a Nurses Assistant but the word Nurse continued to be used. I honestly thought i may have lost my job over this but I was completely over thinking because they said Absolutely Not. They are amazing!!

 This morning it was laid on my heart that the word Nurses Assistant gets over looked, as well as us workers. The Nurses and Doctors are the ones that get achknolwdge but we are not above eachother we are a Team of wonderful people who work every day from saving lives down to the simplest thing as to taking the trash out. Which mind you at times isnt easy. So from here on out I am going to accept what has been said. ❤Those of you who said to your self "she isnt a Nurse" I have already been aware 😊 I know the title I was given and so do my incredible coworkers.

The ultimate message of this story is an emotional one. There are so many people involved in a patient's life, and it's almost unfathomable to think of the emotional toll those jobs take on a person.

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