For the last few years, my Lela (the hipper version of Abuela) has been obsessed with her own mortality. She takes any and every opportunity to remind us that she won’t be here for long,…

What if death wasn’t something to be feared, or fought?  What if we could talk about death and dying as naturally as birth and living.  What if there was a liberty in accepting the limitations…

During the summer before I turned fifteen, my great-grandmother’s health turned its final corner and descended. And then, she was gone. But something happened in the middle that changed the way I viewed conversations about…

Looking for a way to bring up what matters to you when it comes to the health care you may or may not want through the end of life? Or, are you looking to ask…

Winston Churchill didn’t like train platforms or balconies. He didn’t like to stand by the side of a ship and look down into the water. He wrote: A second’s action would end everything. A few…

Even though I now call Minnesota home, I am originally from southern Texas in the Rio Grande Valley region right by the Mexico/US border. This area is rich with traditions, folklore, and beliefs that may…