On August 29, 1999 my beloved Daddy passed away after a long battle with cancer. In the last few years of his life I was his primary caregiver. I've found myself to be in that same position with my mother for the past 2 years. I wouldn't have it any other way, but some days it does get tough. On top of it there's always, daily the fear of my grandson's disease looming in the background.
Just a little insight on my frame of mind today.
Carry on. <3
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