Everybody thought she was ready to die. After all, she had outlived her entire family. Lost her only daughter, aged 17, tragically to meningitis over a decade ago. Her husband had passed away quite suddenly last year from a heart attack. What did she have to live for? But at 56, Mrs N had so many things left to do.
Never - worn pants, cut her hair short, read an English novel, enjoyed sex, been told ‘I love you’, stayed late in bed, chatted with a stranger, wrote a cheque, drove a car, touched snow, tasted meat, screamed out loud, visited another country, learnt French, questioned God.
She died last Friday. Nobody asked her if she was ready for it.