So I pushed past my reluctance and invited the family over to talk about everything from their positions on resuscitation and funeral plans to who will take their cats.
Our lunch was occasionally weird, but the gathering wasn't as sad or awkward as I imagined it would be. Instead, it was a relief to chat openly about my folks' end-of-life wishes instead of repeatedly stashing them away.
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