Monday, September 23, 2013

Maybe …

 A Commonplace Blog: Magical thinking about death. (Hat tip, Dave Lull.)

One of the characteristics of humans from the start seems to have been reverence for the dead grounded in the belief (or hope) that death was not the end. I have watched one person die — over a period of some hours. That would have been my first wife. My stepdaughter Jen and I held her hand for the duration. Not much actually happened. She was comatose and, eventually, had a coronary episode that proved fatal. We were there to make sure she was not revived. I like to think that at some level she knew we were there.

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