A couple of nights ago I read this:
Gerda couldn’t believe that cancer was cheating her of her hard-earned retirement. “My whole life was nothing but work, work, work,” she told me. She had worked on the assembly line in a soap factory, and had brought up her children single-handedly. “Does it really have to happen now? Can’t death wait?” she sobbed. (guardian.co.uk)
I felt compelled to post my thoughts about it. But I couldn’t find the right words. Then today I read an article that took the words right out of my mouth. Click on the article below.
When Death Is Not A Threat insert link later.
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