There was a baby in my family that died. This baby lived far away from me and I went and visited it before its death. I had to choose a day to leave while she was still alive. I felt like I had made a decision to not see her alive ever again. It's a hard feeling to explain.
Would I want to pick a last day for anyone ever again? Every day with the people I value and love is precious to me. If I could have endless days with any of them I would do so without a second thought.
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