From: Briefly, Perfectly, Human by Alua Arthur
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Uh, not very satisfying.
We fight off angst about dying our whole lives – most people want to stay alive unless they are in bad shape – but my death being meaningful doesn’t help me at all. ‘Stiff upper lip syndrome’ is convenient for those who have to watch, maybe, but seems a lot to burden a dying person with.
I had an interesting journey with this quote. At first I thought “That’s a nice sentiment. That someone will be there with you to witness this journey with you.” But the further I read the book, and the more I learned about the author, the more I agree with you. This seems like an unreasonable thing to say to a dying person. They have no responsibility to her to be memorable. Instead it is her responsibility to make them comfortable, as peaceful as circumstances allow, and to be a place of calm and support, they owe her nothing.
If possible, we owe the dying ease, comfort, and a sense of closure if they have things hanging over them such as information for heirs. IF possible.
It would be nice if it isn’t too painful, but that’s not always possible.
Those with religious backgrounds may or may not have an easier transition – if we were sure, but that seems to be part of the package that ‘sure’ comes from faith, not proof.
Frankly, the whole thing stinks.