“I never felt close to death myself, but I knew it better than anyone else. I sat with it every day, stroking its hand, chatting to it, even laughing with it. Yet, I never quite understood it. It was as if death had employed me as its secretary, and as such, a certain level of respect was to be given.” DeathLossGriefDepressionNurseHospital Book:The Dream To End All Dreams Source: The Dream To End All Dreams
“Everything was as it was. My dad's tools, laid out as if he were coming back. Everything as it was before, but missing the most important piece. I stared at it all, aching from the empty silence. It wasn’t his death that hurt me, it was the things that proved he was alive.” DeathLossGrief Book:The Dream To End All Dreams Source: The Dream To End All Dreams