I had to make the urgent trip home because my Grandmother had fallen ill. We had to put her in the nursing home. I have always been close with her, so this process has been really tough. We put her condominium up for sale, we went through some of her belongings, we got her set up in her room and fixed it up the best we could to make her comfortable.
All of this was hard, but the hardest part was looking into her eyes and seeing nothing. There is no light anymore. There is no hope. It is heart wrenching. When did the light leave this vibrant woman? When did she decide she had given up? She has COPD and dementia, so her body is tired and her mind struggles, but there is still hope. There is always hope.
Sometimes I look into Hunter's eyes with his blank stare and I think the same thing. He is tired from always struggling to be like everyone else. He is tired of feeling different. He is tired of everything being so hard, but there is hope!!
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