That is where we said goodbye to Mike after he was pronounced. I used to meltdown and have flashbacks for days just driving by. I swore I would never be able to walk through those doors again. Then Sunday came. Winthrop was the best choice to treat an infection Pete had. No choice. I did it and I did it with what I have always sought....Grace.
You can do anything when it's for your loved one.
Nothing will ever be as painful as the actual death.
I had some flashbacks and expected to fall apart when it was all over. Still haven't.
I have a real problem with anticipatory anxiety. I learned a true life lesson. Worrying about what hasn't happened yet really is a bunch of bullshit.
Wednesday, November 24, 2010
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