My only sister is really very sick. We visited her yesterday afternoon in the hospital and I got to wondering...why do we fight so hard just to live? Most of the time living is defined as breathing in and out...not so in my book. When you can not get out and about, visit friends, etc. living has come to an end.
Think about this!
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Thought about it plenty I assure you. Your son would agree on certain days of the week. The word FATIGUE is another life robber. JP's mind can conquer all, his body has another thought.
ReplyDeleteI truly believe in my favorite saying . . LIVE ~
LAUGH ~ LOVE !!! It can be taken away in a moments notice. I know I value it more now than ever. I thank god that JP lived the life that he did prior to the MS.
I love u dad