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Dying is Hard

Ok. I finished the talk from Rachel Barkey. It was really good. I don't know what else to add. I just started over her blog and read through her most recent post. It is titled Dying is Hard.

Here is a little excerpt from this post:

Dying is hard.

I’m not sure what I thought it would be like but I think I hoped it would be easier than this. But, admittedly, I’m not that tough.

First of all, I’ve never done it before and there’s no one around who’s done it before to ask how to do it well. You have to prioritize and plan your days, weeks, months, without knowing how much time you actually have. You have to find the balance between complaining so that you can get relief and not complaining so that you don’t annoy all the nice people who are trying to help you. All this, I am learning, I am not that good at.

Keep reading her post...
That post was written April 20, 2009. It has been almost a month since then, and over two months since the video was shot. I just have to wonder how she is doing.

I know that you might see things in blogs all of the time when the blog authors are trying to get you to go and read or watch something... Well, that is what I am doing, but it is really worth the time to watch this video or to read her blog. And like I said in my previous post, you can also download the audio.

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