In the end, my mother died of hypovolemic shock. This means that during the 48 or so hours between when we decided to stop treatment
Dear Fox, Old Friend, Thus we have come to the end of the road that we were to go together…
As we all know, there are “choices” that are not choices at all.
This morning, I started writing sitting on a seawall where my young son was fishing. Computer out, glasses on, skin tan, and my hair a