a devastatingly sad and beautiful perspective on death and dying 

I read this book in one day. I couldn't put it down. It's hopefully heartbreaking. One of the themes that kept coming up that I resonated with is the way the healthcare system dulls the empathy of it's professionals. How it's easier to disconnect into the statistics and turn the patient into another number. I found his philosophy on medicine fascinating. 

Our culture doesn't like to discuss death but this does in such a thoughtful way. It's real and honest.  But it's also about living. And how living and dying are connected. Living with the knowledge you are dying. 

I put off reading this one longer than I should have because I wasn’t sure I was in the right emotional headspace. However, this book is about so much more than cancer and a life cut short. It’s actually really about life!
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I love how, from early on, Paul Kalanithi is interested in the human experience. I think it’s interesting how he explores this from so many different perspectives—literature, medicine, neurosurgery, etc. I also enjoyed hearing about his experiences in medical school and his discoveries (through his roles as BOTH a doctor and a patient) about the importance of building relationships.
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Kalanithi’s vulnerable account of his diagnosis and journey with cancer is extremely reflective and really explores what it means to live a full and meaningful life. While it’s too bad that he was unable to finish this book, I really think the ending, written by his wife, is the perfect touch to end this book. It instills a message of hope and allows everything he embodied to live on.
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This book reminds me a lot of The Last Lecture. I read that one many, many years ago, and it may be time to revisit it because these two would make great companion texts!
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