Those of us who are dying can often feel alone. They’re turning into butterflies, when their loved ones, even though they may mean well, want to keep them as caterpillars.
A Friend’s Mother’s Last Words: My good friend, Laura Skilbeck, kept a note of what her mother said during her final moments. Like many people who have read it, I felt the need to share it.
Think constantly how many doctors have died, after knitting their brows over their own patients; how many astrologers, after predicting the deaths of others, as if death were something important; cont…
I’m pleased to announce you can now listen to the audiobook of The Girl with the Green-Tinted Hair on Youtube…. cont
Is today our day;
I wake up,
And forget how miraculous that is,
For today could be The Day,
I don’t go to bed;
It truly is simple,
The relation between life and death:
Here’s a little slice of good news I would like to share with you.
I was with you when you received the news,
I’m sorry I didn’t say goodbye.
Your grandad died when you was 12. It was the summer holidays, and surprisingly you do remember the sun.