Such a resonant post. It interests me. I am a mother of three gorgeous daughters and I hope for more for them than a thrown away career and a romance with an inmate. That said … that mother watched her daughter nurse a terminally ill ex for years, live a life alone, and by her own account this daughter was all stoic. I think I could find some solace in the idea that my daughter felt and she made her last set of decisions, even if prematurely passed, even if her taste in men was atrocious, and even if it meant I was alone for longer and felt personal confusion. The idea that my daughter felt and made some autonomous choices toward the end I think might be enough to carry me out of despair. I post this inviting real discussion on this topic.