If there’s a key takeaway from my comic, Caitlin Doughty has summed it up here, eloquently. Our fear of mortality prevents us from talking about and preparing for the reality of our own death.
Because our family avoided thinking about it, Mom died without dignity, security, or a penny to her name. She became more and more dehumanized, even while surrounded by caring professionals trying to do the right thing, and supported by a system designed to do good.
Mom was not necessarily limited by her class, race, or income, but she BECAME marginalized because we avoided thinking of death as part of our lives.