Our culture doesn’t accept death gracefully.
Dylan Thomas famously advised:
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Death notices frequently contain the phrase “lost his fight,” as if death were a defeat, a moral failure of some sort.
I watched our friend and neighbor being loaded into an ambulance this afternoon. She had wanted to die at home, but I guess things changed. I could see the twinkle was gone from her eyes already, the spark of exuberance that defined her is gone.
She had a good life. She’s ready to go.
And I hope she goes gentle into that good night.