I didn’t want to drive to the hospital, but something deep inside commanded me to go. I was shattered from the anxiety of watching my father grow sicker, wasting away...
This is beautiful, Danielle. Thank you for sharing it with us. I was with my mother when she passed in 2006. As awful as it was, I wouldn't have wanted to be anywhere else.
Thank you so much, Olivia! It was terrible for me as well, but I'm so glad I got to experience his final hours with him. I miss him terribly! Thanks for reading, and restacking!
Thanks for sharing this Danielle. It's so sad seeing the deterioration of the people we've known to be so strong growing up. Beautifully written.
Thank you so much, Lauren! Yes it's very difficult.
This is beautiful, Danielle. Thank you for sharing it with us. I was with my mother when she passed in 2006. As awful as it was, I wouldn't have wanted to be anywhere else.
Thank you so much, Olivia! It was terrible for me as well, but I'm so glad I got to experience his final hours with him. I miss him terribly! Thanks for reading, and restacking!
My pleasure!
Thanks for this, Danielle. This was raw and vulnerable and packed with emotion.
Stay entangled, my friend.
—The Bathrobe Guy
Thank you so much for reading and your kind words! And thank you so much for restacking! Have a great day!