I entered the picture in the eleventh hour as a guide to the exit of his life. I navigated as best I could the role of end-of-life shepherd—a journey that I had never taken before. Furthermore, I have to forgive myself for what I did not know. And I have to forgive him for the times that he felt unequipped to deal with the unknown.

A Chance to Say Goodbye: Reflections on Losing a Parent