I should probably re-read this.
I remember something about a self-fulfilling prophecy. An Indian doctor that worked until she was so sick that she was bedridden, and died rather suddenly, who had lost her own parents at a young age.
Ok, I'm going to reread this and then write more.
I learned that hummingbirds can't walk, as their legs are too far back on their bodies. So they have to constantly fly. This is a metaphor for people that work too hard and don't take care of themselves.
After her death, the recollections of others could make me uneasy. Her former patients seemed to know her better than I did, this hummingbird woman, in and out of sight, forever at work.
Mania, the caption theorized, had been a solution, a way to deal with emotional pain by distracting oneself from it.
Procreation, as a 2005 paper from the Journal of Personality and Social Psychology bluntly puts it, is “one of the most efficient” buffers against terror, a surefire way “to prolong a form of symbolic existence.” A year after the attacks on 9/11, the Guardian reported a 20 percent increase in the birth rate in New York hospitals. “We earn, we procreate, we pray,” explains a 2004 study on behaviors that reduce thoughts of death.
Death, I thought, was a quick stripper of personhood. The deceased’s tastes are erased by the time of the service.
ok, so I reread it and pulled these quotes. i think the writer had some ideas, some work, some research, she had found something like enlightenment. but i dunno, her dream about having a daughter. it doesnt vibe with me. my mom died but i'm a male, and it still effects my feelings of mortality. i guess i feel like they are missing a little something here with this article. anyway, it was worth a read.
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