It was a Sunday. The day we found out my dad would not be able to - TopicsExpress



          

It was a Sunday. The day we found out my dad would not be able to sustain life on his own, that he was brain dead. Sundays are hard. More so than the actual day we took him on a ventilator, more so than the day we laid him to rest. Sundays have become my least favorite day. Its the day our hope was lost. The hope of him celebrating more more birthday, one more holiday, one more laugh. Sundays are hard right now. 6 weeks. Day by day.
Posted on: Mon, 15 Sep 2014 00:35:26 +0000

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