And yet I know that in her death, she has found the freedom she could not find in life. She is no longer confined to a room, a bed, and a body that n… - Elisabeth Kübler-Ross

This time, I heard a loud voice, literally heralding the reality that my daughter was never coming back. This time the depression had no walls, ceiling, or floor. It felt even more endless than before and, once again, I had to deal with this old familiar guest. I learned the only way around this storm was through it.” •

As far as service goes, it can take the form of a million things. To do service, you don't have to be a doctor working in the slums for free, or become a social worker. Your position in life and what you do doesn't matter as much as how you do what you do.

Si uno se toma el tiempo de sentarse junto a la cabecera de la cama de los moribundos, ellos son los que nos informan sobre las etapas del morir.