A Writer's Life

By Awriterslife

People, books, night

I went to a panel, today, at the "off" book fair. My friend I. was discussing with a doctor/writer about his last novel. It hit a bit close to home, as the book is about a doctor who is hired by people to accompany them as they live their last moments (and possibly facilitate their death).

I drove home, taking the longest route possible. Grandma is with me so much, that even though I'm all fine, there are moments when I'm both sad and grateful that she died the way she did, with us.

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