
From what i learned with hospice nurses, there’s always a moment of clarity for their dying patients. A sudden jolt of energy, like a last push of the body to squeeze everything out for survival. Or maybe it’s the body’s way of saying farewell. But the moment i saw the grandpa getting ‘better’, it was pretty much this. He’s not getting better. He’s dying. This is his body’s last ditch effort to perhaps have more time with his grandson. No the seme didn’t lie. If anything he probably never had the ability to prolong grandpa’s life. This is just the beautifully tragic way a person can die. Unfortunately for a lot of us, we probably won’t even experience it. But for those that do, cherish your time. The body will do what it has to before it lets itself pass.

I just wanna like bonk their heads together. This has sharing a single brain cell energy all over it. Talk my dudes. Communicate. Don’t mask it as something else because your pride is on the line or because you’re too passive that you just bottle it up. Clearly y’all both still care. So talk it out.

I think more than feeling guilty for getting him pregnant, he was most guilty about his feelings being as shallow as instinct. He probably thinks his feelings aren’t genuine and now that the ‘source’ is gone, he feels as though he never deserved them in the first place. Idk just some ramblings from me i guess
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