Ann, I just wrote a lengthy response to another marvelous comment on this post which speaks to the heart of this. Permission to die, and die with grace, is anathema to Americans in general,especially to those with a profit motive to keep us even marginally alive. We have a medical system set up to suck every living drop of blood-and the family fortunes- out of every single one of us in an effort to preserve life, life at any cost, life of any quality. It’s a national sickness. It’s bad enough we deal with the reality of death without the honorable process that allows us to pass with dignity. Instead we have doctors crushing ribs of 95 year old women in an effort to resuscitate them. That’s abuse. That’s cruelty. That’s torture. Not only for our loved ones, but even more so for us, as we watch them suffer, and suffer the indignity of having our savings burned up to support a life that needs to leave with love. I hate our medical system. It’s not meant to help. It’s designed to bleed us to death. I admire anyone who chooses to die on their own terms, away from the tubes and the torture. We have the right to die. That’s sacred. When religious zealots rob of us that for their own sick reasons, they are no better than that Nazi Goebbels, turning us into experiments at enormous cost.
What I like about what you’ve done is that you’ve set the stage. Dying is normal, natural, and full of mystery. As it should be. To me, there is nothing to fear. I’ve very nearly died multiple times. What that taught me was to live to the nth degree- but when it’s time, it’s time.
Our inability to accept death is a huge statement about our lack of faith in general. For a nation that loves to flaunt its religions, we have a remarkable lack of belief. Faith is the single thing that allows us to move through life with true comfort. It’s also the one piece that can give us true peace at the end. Thanks for your comments as always, Ann.