"Life is pleasant. Death is peaceful. It's the transition that is troublesome." - Isaac Asimov

I have recently watched someone that was very close to me die. I guess it can be said their transition was fast as it only lasted for a few days, but those few days at their side felt like they were without end. Watching the suffering and hoping their mind was far away from it. Trying to give them reassurances that almost made me feel selfish in a way. Wishing for the end so that they could just rest. The end finally comes...and there is a peace to it. There is emotional trauma that almost feels crippling. I wonder if the mind ever moves past it or if it's just learning to adapt. Perhaps it's starting with the comfort that their trauma has past.