The author wrote this while dying of cancer, facing his own mortality.

The author wrote this while dying of cancer, facing his own mortality. No thoughtful reader of this pamphlet will ever again look at the world about him in quite the same way: taking things for granted, or dismissing them as humdrum, or failing to notice them at all. Neither of course will such a reader see everything that the author did in the final months of his life. For he knew them to be final, and he prepared himself as perhaps no other man has ever done to live day by day so that no joyful secret of existence should be missed.

The author wrote this while dying of cancer, facing his own mortality.

This is on death and dying, in the form of poems and journal entries from the last year of life of a wise man dying consciously, with gratitude and joy in life, aware of the unity of life.
He says:
It takes no courage for dying
But rather a quiet mind. ( )

A random collection from Bradford Smith's journal, unpublished works, his published articles and published books. A gentle reminder of those in our lives who have touched us. Some went with similar understanding, others fighting, but Smith gives us encouragement to LIVE so that we die with few regrets. ( )