I have spent more than 20  years working with dying children and adults. Part of those years I was a clown with the children and part of those years I have worked as a Hospice volunteer. It has been a privilege to be with those people. My adopted Mom's niece committed suicide several months ago. She threw herself into the subway tracks and was thirty years old. Many people thought she had forgotten who she was and did something very wrong, but I felt sure she felt an urgent call to go home to God and truly was called home by God and now is doing so much better. I am not an advocate in anyway for suicide, yet also feel strongly that those people are called home by God as well as other people who die. I personally cannot judge them at all and feel so sure they are loved and well again after leaving this earth.

No one can know just how much pain another person feels or what they are able to tolerate.