This is a scheduled post planned to be published at 23.3.2016 at 09:53
Alone in a room with my Mother and her bedridden friend, her friend calls out to her by name, her eyes clenched shut with pain, "I'm scared" she says, "I'm hear." Mother says taking her hand at her side gesturing for me to do the same, when I do I can tell..."It's okay" I say "You can go."    And she did. Alone in a room with my Mother and her bedridden friend, her friend calls out to her by name, her eyes clenched shut with pain, "I'm scared" she says, "I'm hear." Mother says taking her hand at her side gesturing for me to do the same, when I do I can tell..."It's okay" I say "You can go." And she did.
23.3.2016 at 09:53