The other week at the resthome I delivered mail to the door of one resident who's on hospice, and afterwards in the hallway I saw two housekeepers standing there, one (Mexican) and one (Tibetan).
"How is she doing?", the one (Mexican) housekeeper asked me.
"I'm not sure," I was like, "Her one hospice aide answered the door."
Then, I was like, "I can't believe she's dying."
"Why are you surprised?", the one (Tibetan) housekeeper was like. "People die."
Then, when I didn't say anything, she was like, "You don't know, I could die today, I could die this afternoon, I could die tomorrow, people die."
She didn't seem morbid at all, and she was even was a bit chipper in her voice.
I'm assuming she was channeling some Buddhist stuff.
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