November 17, 2015
October 16, 2015
I was there when my grandmother blew out her last breath. It was difficult to watch her and hold her hand through those last few minutes. I was just in time. I arrived at 6pm and it was all over by 7:30pm. I am glad that I didn't postpone. It feels a little weird. To experience death like that. To see someone die. Like we all have to, eventually.