Dead, gone, passed, not with us any more, lost.....what does it matter? All it tells you is that the person referred to its no longer alive and that the people who loved them have been plunged into immeasurable grief.
Some people do find it hard to comprehend the inevitability of a loved one's death. Can we blame them? They live in an age of science. We have machines that can breathe for you, machines that can filter your blood, machines that can diagnose conditions that would never have been found before they resulted in death. Artificial feeding, nutrients directly into veins....the list goes on.
We live in the age of Casualty and Holby City, where every patient is seen, scanned, diagnosed, and treated successfully within hours. It makes the reality seem painfully slow and inefficient.
Sometimes, it isn't right to continue active treatment. That doesn't mean we don't treat. Of course not. It means that aggressive treatments to try and overcome a disease process will only cause suffering and won't have any benefit.
I don't know what view 'nurses' are supposed to have, but I think a nurse's job is both to give utmost care to the dying patient, and also to care for visiting family by gently and carefully drawing them towards an understanding of the process of dying and where their loved one is in that process.
Anyone who has experienced the death of a loved one can call it anything they like - there is no rule book.