When someone is dying the rules of living change. How they see life, how we see each other, how we see our roles with the dying person and the rest of the family—all these change. But they can change for ill (as in when we all tiptoe around each other or pretend Mom isn’t dying) or for good (as when we meet each other where we are and as we are and especially as who we are—openly and vulnerably—and find our wholeness).
:- Doug.
