I am certain that I’m not the only one who would like to have a do-over on an interaction with a loved one.

By seizing every opportunity for kindness, forgiveness, healing, and love that crosses my path each day, I hope that my death, although perhaps sad for some, will be gracefully concluded.

The shift from thinking that I must feel forgiveness to the practice of repetitive giving forgiveness has helped me in my healing journey.

Surrendering to the best of my abilities when the price of life has outweighed its benefit may be a compassionate choice for me and those around me.

By acknowledging my impermanence, I can consider if there is anything I can do now to help my loved ones who will be left behind cope with losing me and to facilitate healing.

As I enlarged my vision to see the bigger picture of my dad’s full life, I was better able to let go of being stuck in memories of its end.

As I inch forward to embrace my life again by being mindful, writing books, and planning adventures, I sense my dad would approve. I know he would want me to be happy.

A paradigm shift of viewing palliative care or hospice as a gift instead of seeing it as giving up has the potential to change the way we experience advanced age.

I believe it’s imperative to bring the light of support and knowledge to patients and families when death is approaching.

Without guidance and support for patients and families approaching death, there may be unnecessary conflict, confusion, and trauma that linger long after the passing of a loved one.

It behooves me to remember as I advance in age that death is an inevitable part of the life cycle rather than a medical failure.

Angry driver is angry human and how you drive is how you are. You can tell me the drive is different than the driver, but I haven't seen it to be.

Your knowledge of failure is the way for the new phase of it!

Familiarity is the thing-the sense of belonging. It grants exemption from all evil, all shabbiness.

A committee is a group of the unprepared, appointed by the unwilling to do the unnecessary.

You know that every bead of sweat falling off your head, every weight you've pumped - the history of that is all in your eyes.

Liberalism itself, is, on all matters connected with Church and Education, only a kind of corporate and "respectable" ungodliness.

The essential question is not, however, how love began, but whether it is growing.

If you expect nothing, you're apt to be surprised. You'll get it.

The plague of government is senile delinquency.

The men of God are like fishes in the ocean; they pop up into view on the surface here and there and everywhere, as they please.