The pace of things.
Grandfather is in the hospital then out. Now home, he prepares to finally want to fight for his life. This slow descent into death, with no other family but my parents around, is core numbing. It's time like these when I realize pettiness is absolute and absolutely a waste of time. I've traversed that myself but have learned that lesson early. One internal bleeding incident, heart attack, and family battle later, I know more about being human.
It's a good thing that I have solid friends here in Baltimore and students that make me feel too connected to something that should just be considered my job.
It's a good thing that I have solid friends here in Baltimore and students that make me feel too connected to something that should just be considered my job.
Nothing quite wakes you up to life like death.
I am sorry for the ordeal your family is going through.
Posted by
Loralee Choate |
10:17 PM
Once again our situations are a little too parallel.
My grandpa died last week after being in and out of the hospital for a month.
Call me when you need to talk. You're in my thoughts.
Posted by
Julie |
6:09 PM