This is really such a beautiful project. Since my mom died almost a year ago, I talk and think about death a lot. I find the subject can make people uncomfortable.. But it helps me process what I experienced and what I saw as I sat with my mom in the two years leading up, as well as the moments right before she made her final transition out of this life. She was the first person I loved who died, and she was the first person I ever touched without life. It was surreal. In that moment she stopped breathing, it became apparent how our physical bodies are truly just containers, I sat with her for hours afterwards, contemplating this and holding her hand. You can’t get much more of a real big life experience than death (besides birth of course), it will all touch us eventually.