Yesterday my grandma turned 88. And she has all the reasons in the world to celebrate because she has done nothing, but help people she met along the way.
That's exactly why I was not ready for what came next. She told me she is 88 now. And this is a pretty cool age. She is ready to go. She does not need any more birthdays.
It scared me. Confused me. And then I understood.
My grandma is feeling her strengh leave her. She can feel her body changing. And she is preparing us. She does not want us to suffer, so she is once again, making our path easier. She is even saying it is her wish. Making it sound like it is a choice.
Há uma semana