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πŸ“– When Breath Becomes Air by Paul Kalanithi β˜…β˜…β˜…β˜…β˜…

There is nothing that I can write that could add anything to the utterly incredible book that is When Breath Becomes Air. Paul Kalanithi was by all accounts a world-leading surgeon, a caring and thoughtful husband and father andβ€Šβ€”β€Šas best highlighted in this workβ€Šβ€”β€Šan awesome author.

I hate to admit that this draft has sat unedited for far too long, and I have forgotten the intricate details of this short but detailed book. I have not, however, forgot how it made me feel, how it made me cry on the very last page, and how it made me contemplate what it truly means to be able to breath freely.

It is a beautifully written story, but I am torn. Torn because I absolutely loved reading a book I wish had never been written. That is to say, at least not with the ending provided. Paul Kalanithi appeared to be talented at everything he attempted, and his work with a scalpel and a pen will both be sorely missed. I am however thankful that he was able to share this story, to put words to his feelings.

When there’s no place for the scalpel, words are the surgeon’s only tool.

Originally posted on August 13, 2017