I had a dream about my grandpa last night. In my dream, unlike real life, we knew his life was coming to an end long before it did. In real life, we got the call to come see him, one last time, mere hours before his eyes closed forever. I’d be a liar if I said that I didn’t see it coming. He was a shadow of a man after my grandma passed. I can’t say I b…
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