Humanity: important in life and death

As a mother, the day my first daughter was born, it dawned on me with incredible sadness that she would have to die one day. I banished the thought.

As a daughter, it dawned on me when I turned 38 (almost a decade after my first daughter, by the way) that my parents would ever die.

I guess the natural state of egoism of the child takes a long time to extinguish.

Here is a beautiful NYT post about a humane end.

nyti.ms/11k2dsi

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