Today I’ll pick you up, much lighter than before.
I’ll bring you to your daughter, my mother’s, for the last time.
I’ll say the goodbye I always dreaded, yet prepared for since my adolescence.
I imagine what you’d say if you could still speak, what complaints you’d have.
I know I’ll be broken, but it will be worth the ride.
See you on the other side.
Sad 😦 My condolences on what you’re going through
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Thank you Janet, I appreciate the sentiment so much. Thank you again.
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