All life supports are being removed from my oldest nephew as I begin this post. He is 59. My oldest sister is by his side, alone. She chose to not let anyone fly down to be with her on the return trip back to Dallas from Houston. That was before he took another 'bad turn'. Now he is too weak to make the flight back to Dallas. The text messages from the sisters are constant. She knows we are with her in spirit as she watches her first born slip away from this life. And he is gone...
limbs entwined, stand together
Confederation Terrace, Deep River, Ontario, 7-28-2015