At the thought of losing someone we love, we hold on to our most inner thoughts about that person.
Growing up my parents seemed to me to be immortal. When my mother passed I didn’t imagine her not being in my life because I still had my father in it. Now I cannot imagine my life without him.
As a child I wasn’t encouraged to explore the possibilities that one-day I might have to deal with someone’s illness or someone passing, let alone deal with my parents’ illness or passing. I was completely shielded from anything to do with death …
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