I was a volunteer firefighter for a good portion of my youth and saw many traumatic deaths. It’s easy, as the article states, to realize they are dead. At 11 y

I was a volunteer firefighter for a good portion of my youth and saw many traumatic deaths. It’s easy, as the article states, to realize they are dead. At 11 years old I stood by my father in a hospital bed and held his hand and arm as he died. I don’t remember the details but other than the emptiness that doesn’t have words. But it was slow, similar to the article describes. Not lingering for weeks, thankfully, but not like the movies where someone says his final words and sorta gasps his last breath. Both are sobering experiences and seeing children die is the absolute worst. I would be having the same debates the author has had. None of this makes it any easier to face / accept my own mortality either.