February 1, 2024

Three years… Today is another day… Waking, I was remembering Randy in his last few days… little signs he was there, yet big signs he was gone. Vomiting, groaning, his arm lifting his finger touching the port in his neck, blank eyes, a clotted brain, wrinkled forehead when speaking to him… That day, three yearsContinue reading “February 1, 2024”