Do you remember the first time you sat with a person who was dying? “The first dying person I sat with was a young man, a twenty-eight year-old cancer patient. He was the same age I was …
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My grandfather was ninety-two years old when he died, and my grandmother and I took care of him in his final days…
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More than three years ago, I ventured out on the journey of writing this book. It all started with the idea of doing a booklet for friends and students in my courses…..
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The image of walking alongside, or accompaniment, for me beautifully captures the essence of what we do when we care for someone who is nearing death...
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A good friend of mine received the news that her cancer was incurable. “You know what, “she told me, “this ain’t so bad after all.
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In my post in May, I wrote about the need for being kind to ourselves. For many of us, it doesn’t come easily. A few of you commented on how important it is to learn……
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