Life and Death

He held my hand longingly as I gently pressed my lips against his face. I will forever remember that moment, no because it changes the past but because it helps mend the past while focusing on the future, though it may be limited, with a new perspective.

I was willing to endure the unpleasant scent of the hospital that makes me feel nauseous earlier this year. Only eight months ago I gladly visited to welcome my nephew to the world.

Tonight as I walked through the sterile hallways to my Grandpa's room I had a much different feeling; fear.

More than anything I hate watching my mom experience this extreme sense of pain.