Our hearts are breaking

I'm sitting in intensive care with my husband at his brother's bedside.   Lynn, 60,  has been on a ventilator and feeding tube since Tuesday, with  periodic small injections of morphine and a sedative to keep him as  comfortable as possible.  A lifelong smoker, he has been fighting an ever-spreading cancer that has hit his brain, …

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Dad's Final Trip to the West Coast

As executor (executrix?) of my dad's estate, part of my duties include fulfilling his wishes regarding his final resting place.  Or, in my dad's case, places.  You see, my dad was one of those people who are so giving and loving, so family-oriented, that sharing themselves just comes naturally.  And so it was to be …

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