"Met a woman today at the bus stop going to work. She approached me and just started talking about Second Cup's coffee and how horrible it was. I invited her to sit with me and I listened to her speak of things in her past and how she feels about the world. This woman, Esther, age seventy-two, has lived a long life of pain, loss and suffering. I've been touched deeply by her sorrow...I cry freely at remembering her tell stories that seem to haunt her very soul. As I look into her aged eyes, I see her grief over a life filled with regret and unhappiness. She's dying inside as well as on the outside. She has osteoporosis really bad, and though she was healthy before that, she has longed for death I fear, most of her life..." (From My Journal: October 5th, 1996)