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The movement of her voluminous bouffant matched the rhythm of her purposetul gait and she clutched her polyester blazer with the air of importance.
The back of my neck tingled like an insect was scurrying over it, but when I brushed my hand against my skin, there was nothing there.

he day I learned that my parents were dead was the same day I learned that pigs roll in mud to protect themselves from sun-
burn.

egories: things they'd wish they'd done differently, things they'd learned along the way, or secrets they'd kept that they were finally ready to reveal. Collecting these words felt like my sacred duty, especially when I was the only other person in the room. And even when I wasn't, family members were usually too consumed with grief to think about writing down such things. My emotions, on the

The most important thing is never to look away from someone's pain. Not just the physical pain of their body shutting down, but the emotional pain of watching their life end while knowing they could have lived it better. Giving someone the chance to be seen at their most vulnerable is much more healing than any words. … look them in the eye and acknowledge their hurt, to let it exist undiluted