The daughter was in tears,her mother was dying.
The daughter had been updated several times over a period of time regarding her mothers condition. Every passing by day she had a lesser chance of keep surviving. Her diseases,her age,her wishes were all lined up to tell the truth.Life was moving on to death.As we discussed her mothers condition the daughter was in tears.She paused and said,"she cann't die on her birthday,doctor". I felt her words,I looked at her,I kept eye contact but could not say a word.
She was a VIP, as we called her.That was because of her age,her looks and her being here on earth like an over extended stay.
Sadly she died on a birthday.Aging years ceased with a breath-stop.Celebration of a life turned into a celebration of lives she touched.
How does it really matter to live beyond a birthday when ones death is at the door steps.The question with many answers.
To some,it is a matter of proving longevity while for others a last salute:
welcome and farewell intertwined.