We do not anticipate young mothers dying at a moment devoted to birth, and yet we know it happens. We know about death, and yet we are caught unawares by it.

Like many people raised in an abusive environment, I also married a man who treated me with the disrespect and violence that I had been accustomed to.

At the time of his death, U.S. Army Veteran Timothy Fowl left behind no known friends or family. But every student left school that day keeping Mr. Fowl’s memory alive.

Pauline Vanier sold everything she owned and moved into a small house in Trosly-Breuil. She became “Mamie,” the grandmother of L’Arche.

Evans had been in a medically induced coma for several weeks and never returned to an alert state.

Accompaniment, not technology, might be the most caring thing we can offer those facing death.