The first time I saw a corpse was walking to the barracks with the house help, near 21 road junction, Festac Town. Actually, now that I think of it, that's not true. I did see Grandma's corpse, but her case is different. Her body was carefully prepared and placed in
This past summer, I lost a friend. My best friend's mother, in fact. I've known this family for half of my life and watched as cancer took its toll. I consider myself lucky that I was able to be with her in her final days and in her final moments.
(Young Thomas and His Mother by Mary Cassatt)
One thing about having children and being a military family is that there is a lot of pressure to think about worst case scenario; or maybe that's just me – maybe I'm the only one who feels this kind of pressure.