I've finally sat down and put together some reflective thoughts on death and dying. I've had the opportunity to be on both ends of the spectrum now, as an ICU/ER Nurse and a grieving brother. I wanted to share my journey and thoughts to help provide prospective for those who deal with this in their patient populations. It's not meant to be a guide or preachy, rather just a exploration in how my views have been molded and changed through experiences. I hope to provide context in regards to long term effects of loss and grief. Anyway, it's long and probably a grammar lover's nightmare, but it's as real as I can put on paper. Thanks for reading.