Hospitals are places where new life is welcomed, where healing is expected to take place and hope is restored. But sometimes the places where we seek healing are also the ones where our death takes place.

I was a child who frequented hospitals having suffered with asthma from age two to twelve. But there came a time when I developed a dislike for hospitals which emanated from the death of a loved one. The image of her being wheeled into the hospital might forever remain in my mind for it was also the day she died.

But over and over again I find myself visiting loved ones; braving my way into the place …to continue reading this article, please subscribe.  Already a subscriber ? Sign In


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