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The Guardian - UK
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Jason Hazeley

When my sister died, it wasn’t just her own childhood memories that disappeared. Mine did too

Jason Hazeley with his sister, Millie, in Spain, 1982.
Jason Hazeley with his sister, Millie, in Spain, 1982. Photograph: handout

I was midway through Kathryn Mannix’s With the End in Mind when it happened. It’s a comforting book – the author is a palliative care consultant – that describes the basics of a good death: a diminuendo. The mind fades. The breath slows. Inevitably, gently, life stops.

And then I got the call: my sister Millie had died. Her death, at the age of 47, was sudden and unexpected. She was my only sibling – four years younger than me. I put the book down. I’ll probably never finish it.

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