Reflecting on how Western Ireland shares and accepts death can be a valuable lesson for us. In County Mayo where my grandmother was born, death is held differently from our rather long suffering painful denial and hushed avoidance.
THE NIGHT BEFORE my mother died, I was in a bit of a panic. I knew the end was near and I was uncertain about how to navigate this part of my mom's journey. It was May 27, 2017 and I had been...
A NUMBER OF YEARS AGO, I was admitted to the hospital for a five day regimen of chemotherapy. The unit I was assigned to had patients who were seriously ill and with few exceptions were bedridden. I saw a lot of suffering. It was emotionally intense for me to see this and I was glad for the rare patient who was discharged.
