As I was Dying

When I do my work and I'm exposed to the suffering of others - theis loss or, at times, their death - I feel I am srving as a witness ; that my role and responsibility to create a record for our collective memory. Part of this, I beleive, has to do with notions of accountability. Perhaps it is only in their moment of suffering that these people will be noticed, and nothing erases our excuse of saying one day that we did not know. But I also feel that in this very delicate and fragile space that surrounds death, the space that I sometimes have both the privilege and burden of entering,...