Perhaps the hardest thing I have ever had to bear is the insane relentlessness of life after the death of my loved one. I wanted the world to stop and at least pause to mark his passing and let me catch my breath, but Life just laughed and continued on without a second thought. It's better here in Thailand where the whole village stops everything to be and sit and talk and drink and remember - usually for 3 or 5 or 7 whole days. There is such inhumanity in the way the western world does death.
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I 100% agree. Hospice ended up being exactly what we wanted for Jeanie, but it requires a diagnosis stating there's likely only 6 or fewer months for the patient to live. Of course, there's no way for them to know this.
Now Tom just dropped $9000 just for the burial. It would have been double, but they bought their burial plots 30 years ago at way cheaper prices.
I myself won't be participating in the traditional burial methods used by most when it's my turn. Tom and Jean are also Catholic, so there's added traditions(mostly silly) with costs associated with them as well.
I'll be choosing when and how I die.