During those weeks when it felt like all she did was breathe, she couldn’t help but think of Lamaze class, though she’d never been pregnant herself. How fitting, Sasha thought, that birth and death seemed to share this physical link. How the same bodily techniques used to bring a new life into the world were also called upon to bid another life farewell. And it didn’t really matter how many courses you took, or books you read, or people you consulted, there was no way to truly prepare for either, she knew. They would always feel thrust upon you. They would always take your breath away.
