Marilyn McEntyre has much experience keeping vigil at death beds. The book has short meditations, infused with personal observations, ending with prayer.
The prayers (except I am saddened her prayers, though Trinitarian, never address Our Father) were comforting and encouraging, especially when death often leaves us incapable of articulating our soul's cry.
Help my grief to melt into gratitude in due time,
and teach me complete reliance on your holy will.
McEntyre knows her Bible; she also quotes Denise Levertov, Wendell Berry, Jane Kenyon, Gerard Manley Hopkins, T.S. Eliot, and C.S. Lewis. One section of the book is devoted to mourning, a discipline that makes our sorrow hospitable to those who are willing to enter into it.
But as surely as we have to let go of the one we loved and walk away, finally, from the bedside, we have to let go of that part of ourselves that was shaped and animated by his or her presence, and let ourselves be bent by the wind of the Spirit to new and modified purposes.
While she writes about the agony of a lingering death, she passes over many other difficult death scenarios, ones that, for various reasons, could never be called good or satisfying.
My perception is that, these days, more people are dying from wasting diseases. A Long Letting Go offers guidance and prayers for those supporting and caring for the ill, and words which could be encouraging to send in a note.