“I think now, that death is our natural state, it’s where most of us are, most of the time, libraries, cemeteries, memories are filled with our dead….but being alive…the power of that on this earth, the power of living beings—makes me think the earth is some fairy dusted kingdom to house such a thing as life. The next time I go see ‘my’ patient, I am comfortably captivated by her presence and my being there. I read a Dylan Thomas poem not about that whole not going gently into the dying light…no, no…just a poem about live things, like the sea and birds and grasses and fishermen…the light of day, the end of summer…the stillness of winter, the coming Spring…”
~ Words from my wise and wonderful sister, Sandi Fish, inspired by her first official hospice assignment last week.
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