We went to see my grandfather in the hospital today; he had been admitted this afternoon because he was having trouble breathing. He wasn't having trouble by the time we saw him (around 7:30pm), but he was still looking very weak & out of it. Very hard to see him that way. But he knows he is loved, and I can tell he will be okay with it when his time comes. For everyone else's sake, I hope that's not for a while. But if he is suffering, I wish him only an easing of his pain, however that has to happen. He has lived a long & wonderful life, and is the nicest and most generous man I've ever met. He calls my mother and me and my sisters "angels". I think he is one, really.
TITLE: C'est la Vie
AUTHOR: Suzy Gershman