Art doesn’t distract from truth. It expands it. It gives shape to the things logic can’t quite touch, the tenderness of memory, the ache of a goodbye, the eerie way a song can make you grieve something you’ve never even lost. It gives us metaphors when language fails. It says, Here. You’re not alone.

What can we do when we are forced to face death? Do we continue ignoring it or do we weave it into our understanding, possibly creating a more nuanced appreciation for both the fleetingness of life and its interconnected nature? I find that it is this very activity that can arm us with the tools needed to continue living in a world that no longer... See more