In Thinking About my Death, I Discovered How I Truly Wish to Live
For months, I had two task reminders saved to my computer’s desktop. The note on the left side of the screen listed the assignments I still had to complete for school. The note on the right side of the screen read: “Fill out advance directive.” These notes were a daily reminder of my conflicting identities. The left-side version of me: a 26-year-old medical student with many opportunities ahead; the right-side version of me: a young adult living with terminal brain cancer.
Senator John McCain’s Funeral Planning was not about Politics but a Lesson on how to End Well
A response to the New York Times piece, “How McCain Got the Last Word Against Trump.”
Jeremy's Journey 