One of the most devastating elements of the pandemic has been the inability to personally care for loved ones who have fallen ill. Again and again, grieving relatives have testified to how much more devastating their loved one’s death was because they were unable to hold their family member’s hand—to provide a familiar and comforting presence in their final days and hours. Some had to say their final goodbyes through smartphone screens held by a medical provider. Others resorted to using walkie-talkies or waving through windows. How does one come to terms with the overwhelming grief and guilt over the thought of a loved one dying alone? I don’t have an answer to this question. But the work of hospice Dr. Christopher Kerr—with whom I co-authored the book “Death Is But a Dream: Finding Hope and Meaning at Life’s End”—might offer some consolation. Unexpected Visitors At the start of his career, Kerr was tasked—like any and …