Big fat plus one for the op.
My dad has terminal cancer and doesn't have many days left. I'm making sure the time is well spent.
Awkward question I know, and I'm sorry if too personal. But how do you spend time together, knowing that the inevitable is quantifiable. I mean, I'm sure like everyone else here, I went through a stage during my teens realising that we do not live forever.
I guess I am saying, in a roundabout way, words are words, the living use words like currency, the dying need actions.
Also what I am saying is the effect of a loved one dying upon a living loved one should never be judged. I have the honour of having haved more grandparents than the average person, I guess due to the early age of my mum when she gave birth to me, But this means that I have had to attend funerals of people that are close to me more than the average person. I care too little from once caring too much, happiness is walking the fine line in between.