Have you wondered about how you would like to die? Beyond the snap answers of our youth, such as “in my sleep” or the more risqué “in the saddle”?

My only remaining brother just died today, so in between the tears and the memories I’ve been thinking about how he went. And how the rest of the family went. Of mom, dad and four kids, just my sister and I remain.  Continue reading “What makes a “good” death?” →