It could be very easy for me to descend into the depths of sorrow as I watch Noaa die. I'm not fighting the sorrow, but I am trying to focus on now. The dear boy has it in him to bring me joy until his last breath and I don't want to miss it.
See how wonderful he is?
My prayer for Noaa, D and myself is that we know peace and can keep our hearts open enough for joy as well as sorrow.