More than a journal of one who is dying, this is a journal of one who is living. When cancer survivor Mirth Vos learned she had a final, incurable malignancy, she desperately tried to make sense of her life-and her death-by pouring out her pain into a thirteen-month journal. Letters to Myself on Dying is that account. Written with both eloquence and angst, this book is an unflinching portrayal of how Vos learned to grieve her own impending death.