5.02.2007

every breath

The days are long.

My aunt is home, bound to her bed. Stress is unacceptable.

My grandmother breaths steadily, slowly on her side, grimaced in unknown unspeakable pains.

My mom slumped in a chair exhausted from wondering when my grandmother can finally find her peace.

My uncle chasing after kids. His mom helping him.

The kids a little lost in it all.

And me.

Praying it will soon be over.

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