Dear @felixgarciap
I'm sorry I didn't upvote this. Just read it now. I'll go to another one of your posts and give the vote there.
This is a story of love and acceptance. Not surprising from you. Instead of dealing with this from a position of anger, you bring understanding. It is a challenge to rise to the needs of the sick. And it is a challenge to be sick, to resist the psychological toll illness takes on us.
A very thoughtful story.
Thank you.
Regards,
AG
Thank you very much @agmoore, certainly suffering from a terminal illness entails a family member's responsibility and acceptance of the patient. Receive my affections. Felix
What she said!
I thought I'd read all the entries, but turns out I hadn't seen this one until now.
This: Not even the friends remembered him, many already dead, now he on the list of those who had secured his next trip to the cemetery. And one last thing to do for him: summon the priest, then get ready to bury this husband. And to remember him in his better days - their better days. Good to know he wasn't always so hard on her. Lovely ending to the we-write, and poignant. :)