Jane took living -- and dying -- seriously, and with humor. Her husband said, "She had a whole file on dying..." Two weeks before she took her last breath, Jane insisted that I read Being Mortal by Atul Gawande so I would know how she wanted to go.
What I don't understand is how it can be, over and over again, the same story for thousands of women who diligently received mammograms when mammograms could do nothing to warn them of their growing masses.
We who care about religious communities must also pay close attention to ways in which online religious ideas and practices--even the virtual presence of the one Christians call Christ--manage to make real bodily difference in the actual world.
I got a text message from my father this morning that the 20-year-old son of my childhood best friend passed away early this morning. My dad couldn't get through to me on the phone, so he sent the text.