[My brother Kit, who lost his struggle with cancer] embodied a certain kind of discernment. He would not bend reality to suit his will, but instead took things exactly as they came to him. The result was that the pain and suffering he went through in his life had to be worked in him, had to come to a shape inside him that made sense to him. That was how he came to know so much about love and to pass it on.
— Nora Gallagher, Practicing Resurrection