The end

(Sorry for the grammar mistake. It's goodbye* of course. Can't fix it anymore, unfortunately :s)

Tomorrow, a person whom my aunt has contact with, will commit euthanasia.
I my self do not know this person, but after I tuned in to the conversation my aunt and my mother were having about this person, I created a deep respect for her.

Ans (a Dutch name) was diagnosed with cancer about two weeks ago. Ever since, she's been in a great deal of pain. She has decided that she doesn't want to prolong her pain and put her family through anymore suffering. Tomorrow, April 14th, she will end her life. She has decided not to let anyone of her family be with her when it happens. Her husband is a total wreck, drunk and beyond reasoning.

Just imagine: Today, you visit the doctor. You're told that you have cancer, that has spread throughout your body. It's incurable. After a week or so, you know that you will not be able to live normally ever again, and that you will always be in pain. You decide to end your life, according to the law.

Tomorrow, you'll die.