While sitting with my grandfather, I began to think about dying. I'm looking at him wondering what must be going through his head and I just don't know. I started trying to figure out what I might be thinking when I'm dying, if I am able to have that chance, and, again, I drew a blank. Maybe I'd rather not have the chance. I love my grandfather and
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His entire life right now consists of sitting on his living room couch, and trying desperately to make himself understood to his nurse or his family when his most basic needs have to be taken care of.
As I said....I understand where you're coming from, believe me.
God shall do what God shall do. It's in his hands.
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