tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7013819628818560333.post7772020562990025149..comments2023-10-21T03:08:01.174-07:00Comments on Surrender to Infinity: A Catholic & a Buddhist Walk into a Nursing Home Part I: Pleading For Deathc nadeauhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09681882980938164084noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7013819628818560333.post-2246794052952826992014-07-24T12:48:32.194-07:002014-07-24T12:48:32.194-07:00This is a well written article. It struck a chord...This is a well written article. It struck a chord with me because I had a similar experience, only not with a stranger, with a friend. I went to visit the husband of a couple I had known for years . He had been ill a long time with a blood disease which was probably medically induced. I had been told he was giving up.<br /><br />Anyway, the person I was with asked him if he would like us to say a prayer. He sort of nodded, but instead of saying the prayer with us, I heard him say "Just let me sleep. Why can't you just let me sleep."<br /><br />I said to him, "It's okay. You can go to sleep now," even though I wasn't sure he was talking to us. He grew very quiet and sort of drifted off so we left.<br /><br />I found out the next day that he died about an hour after we left, in his sleep. It occurred me some time later that he was praying for death.<br /><br />That's a hard memory to have of this person who was a very courtly old world type of gentleman. These sort of experiences stay in your head. I don't know any way to prevent them short of staying away from sick people and old people. That doesn't seem like a good option.<br /><br />Maybe sometimes when we can't do anything else, we can simply be there.Who Am I?https://www.blogger.com/profile/09189786277970510143noreply@blogger.com