"He was struggling to breathe. I sat beside him and sang": the choir that sings to people in their final moments.
On a brisk November afternoon in the village of South Brent in Devon, inside a daffodil-yellow cottage, two women are…
Category: Death and dying
Death and dying
My father cursed our family and abandoned us. Yet after he died, his presence seemed to follow me everywhere.
My father passed away nine months ago, and last night, he drove me home in a taxi. We first realized…