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100 per cent this. My mother died in 1998. She knew she was in her final weeks and wanted to have conversations about what her end looked like. She knew my brother and father would not be able to handle it. We were only just beginning to talk about it when my father entered the room.… Read More

Death can also have it’s moments of humour. My university roommate, who had cancer, died tragically young at almost 23. In her final days, there were a few occasions when they thought it was it, her time had come. Then she would rally back and take a deep breath. After doing this… Read More