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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 …

My grandfather was ninety-two years old when he died, and my grandmother and I took care of him in his final days…

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…..

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...