Good morning from Vineyard. So here’s what’s on my mind. This morning I stumbled upon a beautiful post by Teri Turner whose blog is called No Crumbs Left. She’s a middle-aged woman who does a lot of cooking stuff, and she’s very candid and charming and she talks about real life stuff. One of her followers had written in and said that they were fearing being with someone who was dying, and I loved her response. Of course, the responses are very quick on Instagram stories, but she said a lot of the things that I would have said, too.
This is a subject that is near and dear to my heart. I think especially in the American culture, we have a fear of death and dying. It makes us nervous. We don’t have a lot of traditions around it, and as I’ve said before, we get all up on our head, when really it’s a very sacred moment. It’s a privilege to be with someone at the end of their life. Our job is to bear witness and basically to do everything we can to be fully present, and that’s exactly what Teri was saying.
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