mercy

This week my husband's aunt lost her ten year battle with ALS. 

In my faith, I believe that she is now free of the body that had held her captive for so long. I can now see her as the exuberant and vibrant woman that I remember.   

At the funeral I find myself praying for mercy, mercy for my mother: please release her from the torture of dementia. Is this selfish of me? Do I just want the pain to end, for me?  Does she feel the agony?  

My cat is dying of cancer. How come we can talk about putting my cat out of her misery, but... humans are allowed to suffer.

Live free or die, death is not the worst of evils.