Death

I haven't had much to say, or maybe too much to say, don't know. I've been trying to wrap my head around my grandfather choosing not to be treated for an infection in his heart. I think I'm ok with it now, but it is not easy to watch one of my favorite people in the world die. I am glad that he gets to make the choice that makes him happy, but there are moments when I wish I could strap him down and force the antibiotics on him.