Ten years after my mother’s death from cancer, I still have trouble when I remember her long agonizing death. I didn’t get use to it then, and I wouldn’t descri

Ten years after my mother’s death from cancer, I still have trouble when I remember her long agonizing death. I didn’t get use to it then, and I wouldn’t describe my feelings now as significantly better. The pain has become somewhat less intense, blunted by blurred memories. The death rattle went on for an eternity, and still haunts me. So, no, I wouldn’t say I got used to it. And, yes, I am still very angry at such a biological “evil,” capable of killing indiscriminately both young and old. I respectfully disagree with your fatalism when it comes to the suffering and death of a loved one.