Well, the following story takes on a whole new flavor after having just learned that my first Hospice client passed this evening. Blessings to her on the journey...
My 97 year old friend, Helen, and I were sitting out under an apple tree this afternoon. It was lovely. The temperature was just right, there was a slight breeze and the dappled light was beautiful. We'd been quiet a few minutes when a thought popped loudly into my head...which I then spoke aloud. I said: "this would be a nice spot to die right here...a pause and then...I think that'd be pretty good." Helen responded with: "I wouldn't mind that myself."
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