Four years before he died, i gave him the phone number of my mother's sister who was dying, and whom he had dated when they were teenagers. My mother was dying at the same time, and he felt very affectionate toward her, his ex-sister-in-law. He did not call her either.
None of us wants to carry on a conversation about death or look at death too closely. Yet the Buddha recommends that we contemplate death every day.
Death comes. Even in paradise.
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