"The truth is, Mitch," he said, "once you learn how to die, you learn how to live."

November 23, 2013

A Day I'll Always Remember

Oh sweet, beautiful, little children. You're home from school and so happy to see me. Then you see the nurse, too, and the aide. I see the joy that flashes across your face. "You're all here!?" You hug me, all of you. 1, 2, 3, 4, and counting. Excitement rings in the air and in your heart. But a deep, soul anguish fills mine. My sweet, beautiful, little children. You are too young to realize that our presence here only means bad news.

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