It is never easy to contemplate the end-of-life, whether its own our experience or that of a loved one.
This has made a recent swath of beautiful essays a surprise.
So — what would My parents emigrated from Taiwan to the U. When I visited their homes in Taiwan, it was a profound experience.
I’m still coming to comprehend how different our lives have been across three generations.
In different publications over the past few weeks, I've stumbled upon writers who were contemplating final days. I had to take breaks as I read about Paul Kalanithi's experience facing metastatic lung cancer while parenting a toddler, and was devastated as I followed Liz Lopatto's contemplations on how to give her ailing cat the best death possible.
But I also learned so much from reading these essays, too, about what it means to have a good death versus a difficult end from those forced to grapple with the issue.Lopatto's essay is, in part, about what she learned about end-of-life care for humans from her cat.But perhaps more than that, it's also about the limitations of how much her experience caring for a pet can transfer to caring for another person."Who would ever sign another book contract with a dying woman? "Or remember Laurie Becklund, valedictorian, Fulbright scholar, former Times staff writer who exposed the Salvadoran death squads and helped The Times win a Pulitzer Prize for coverage of the 1992 L. " Dorothy Parker was Lopatto's cat, a stray adopted from a local vet.And Dorothy Parker, known mostly as Dottie, died peacefully when she passed away earlier this month.This story has long been one of my favorite pieces of health care journalism because it grapples so starkly with the difficult realities of end-of-life care.In the story, Monopoli is diagnosed with stage four lung cancer, a surprise for a non-smoking young woman.Becklund's essay was published posthumonously after her death on February 8 of this year.One of the unique issues she grapples with is how to discuss her terminal diagnosis with others and the challenge of not becoming defined by a disease. More important, and more honest, who would ever again look at me just as Laurie?"My vet is right about Dottie being close to death, that it’s probably a matter of weeks rather than months." "Letting Go" is a beautiful, difficult true story of death.You know from the very first sentence — "Sara Thomas Monopoli was pregnant with her first child when her doctors learned that she was going to die" — that it is going to be tragic.