Everybody is Carrying Something
The cashier smiles and asks if you found everything you needed.
A farmer fills his pick-up with gas before heading back to the field.
A teenager scrolls through her phone while waiting for a friend.
A couple argues about which cereal to buy.
It seems like an ordinary summer day.
But if there’s one thing I’ve learned this summer, it’s this: almost everyone you meet is carrying something you cannot see.
I just got back from Alaska, where I cared for my mother-in-law during the last week of her life. Though I work as a hospice chaplain, I had never experienced death from the family’s perspective before. Caring for someone you love at the end of life is not easy. It was so much harder than I imagined.
When I finally came home after the funeral, I expected the whole world to feel different.