Death comes to us all. When I picked up this book, I was looking for fiction. Something new, something that wasn’t on my radar, and so I did something different, I walked into a mainstream bookshop. I was due to have lunch with my brother but decided to go shopping before meeting him at our chosen steakhouse. However, as I got into town and walked in and out of the shops, something tugged at the strings of my heart and told me to go into a bookshop instead. After all, it was a few days after payday, and though I had spent my allowed money for books, I did not mind building up my library.
I walked into the bookshop and there this was, and I had no choice but to pick it up, go into a coffee shop and get lost within. It is amazing that I have thought about death over the past few years a lot more than I ever have in my life. I think as I have grown older, and dare I say a little wiser, I have become aware of the absolute certainty that is mortality. I do not want to be immortal, and I do not wish to be forever young, I just want to do the best with the time I am given. Yet, I did not realise that I would learn more about death as I did reading; ‘when breath becomes air’.I do not want to be immortal.... I just want to do the best with the time I am given. Click To Tweet