In my Caribbean culture, it is the women who tend to the dying. For us, it is a duty of care, a grooming to provide emotional support that exists nearly exclusively in the realm of…

My son’s time in utero was healthy and thrilling. Everything inside me was oriented towards a future where I would be his fearless mother, dedicated to loving him, and watching him grow into a mature…

Organizing an event, in-person or virtual, with The Conversation Project (TCP) resources is a great way to help people in your community talk about their wishes for care through the end of life. An event…

Over the years we’ve been “wowed” by the plethora of outreach and events hosted for hundreds of thousands of community members across the globe in service to National Healthcare Decisions Day (NHDD). We’ve written blogs,…

My grandfather set the expectation that my family was surrounded by death, but untouchable by it. In his lifetime, he was a charismatic and charming man, and an improbably lucky one. He survived war, assassination…

We were together in my car one day when my mom brought up my single status (a recurrent topic of her initiation). Even though she knows I am happily single, something about me having a…