Give Me The Roses While I Live – Tommy Thompson, Mike Craver, Jim Watson, by Jill Kuhel

I’ve spent a bit of time in nursing homes over the last several years. There are two things I find especially fascinating. First is what people bring with them to this one little room. The condensing down of all worldly goods to the very most meaningful. The second is the deathbed gathering of relatives. The beloved senior sat alone night after night when company would have been appreciated, but now that they are semiconscious and collapsed into the bed with their mouth open, suddenly their loved ones show up. We die alone. No one can join us on the journey. I’m going home to weed and clear my mind.

Jill Kuhel

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