Filed Under: Life

The prospect of finding him dead did not appeal to her.

She had seen death before.

She had watched her uncle take is last breath. She had checked his wrist and then his carotid for a pulse.

But, that didn’t meant that she was prepared to do the same with her grandfather…the man who had done the majority of her raising.

Would everyday be preparation for that inevitable moment?

Would she wake every morning with the thought that he might be dead?

How could anyone truly function with hat worry hanging over their head?

In some twisted way, she accepted that burden.

She understood that finding him dead or dying would be her atonement for all of the year of selfless giving that he had afforded her.

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