I come back to the questions about death and dying myself from time to time, to see how my outlook has changed or grown, or tightened. There was a time when I was feeling the weirdest sort of dread and anxiety about a plane flight, with my infant along with me-- my ears were buzzing or ringing, sort of, and I could not get my head clear... I had been listening to a program about the AIDS threat which was only a couple of years old at the time and we were all just realizing how deadly it was, and... Sign in to see full entry.