My stomach hurt as I desperately tried to think of something to say to the woman sitting in front of me: “You know you love your son so much . . . I bet he would love another sibling!” Annabelle* looked up at me, exasperated. I already knew her answer. “I just can’t... Read More →

    The gentle summer day my friend made her journey from home to hospice was marked by a little parade of loved ones. As the medics carried her to the ambulance, her sisters, husband, and daughter filed out into the sunshine behind her, and for reasons I cannot... Read More →