A rainy day in Texas. The winter wind blew briskly on the wet gravesite. Those of us standing there sang “Amazing Grace” with more true…
“Can you come with me?” my mother’s tearful voice asked over the phone. “Grandpa’s dying.” The hospital had sent her father home with medication to…
“What a wonderful life I’ve had! I only wish I’d realized it sooner.” — Colette [1] On a warm May evening in 1996, Jamie*, a…
When Eleanor James’ father developed esophageal cancer in 1990, questions about compassion for the dying and assisted suicide leaped out of the news and became…
“I don’t know what to do!” The caller’s voice was racked with anguish. “I can’t go on this way, and I can’t go back and…
“I have a problem about wanting to die.” I struggled to get the words out while sounding casual. After months of thinking about suicide, this…
When my mother took her life, she took a part of mine, too. It felt as though she had rejected me, along with her faith…