The parents of the dead child reminded her that they had told her the child would die. As she related this incident to me twenty years later, she said very simply that she would do nothing different. Death is inevitable. All beings, including you and me, are heading straight down the highway of death. When I sit with a dying person or men in max in the local penitentiary, if one thought of outcome rears its head, I kill the truth of the moment.
Death is just death.
Each being does it his or her way. In the view of the radical optimist, there is no good death, no bad death. Death is, that is all. I watch a thought of outcome arise and let it go with a breath. Another way of saying this is that the radical optimist is not undertaking an investment plan.