There is a sacred, quiet presence in a room where a life is coming to a close. To sit in that space and truly witness and support someone in their final moments is a profound privilege.
The transition at the end of life is inevitable, but the landscape we create before we get there is entirely up to us. It’s the difference between leaving a legacy of genuine substance, or leaving behind what I think of as the loudest silence of all: an unlived life.
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