It is clear when reading this book that Morrie will die in the end. Morrie was only able to hold on for a few months after finding out he had ALS. In that time he was able to sit with Mitch and create an amazing book, Tuesdays with Morrie. There long discussions on Tuesdays were turned into a book after Morrie’s death. The money that Mitch made from the book was used to pay off Morrie’s enormous medical bills.
Morrie died on a Saturday morning in November all his immediate family was able to see him before he died. They slept in shift around his bed as he has fallen into a coma a few days after Mitch had made his final visit. He was able to hang on for four days after that, and when his room was empty for the first time in that four days Morrie stopped breathing.
Although his death was very sad, the people he knew and loved were at peace with his death. He was no longer going to be in constant pain, and wouldn’t have to have everything done for him. His family knew that it was his time and he was ready.
”My father moved through theys of we, singing each new leaf out of each tree (and every child was sure that spring danced when she heard my father sing)…”
- a poem by E. E. Cummings, read by Morrie’s son rob at his memorial
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