I started to break down when I was in the first year of junior high school
One precious family member
Died continuously for 3 years
It’s like I’m being dragged into the afterlife, I wonder if I’ll be too I thought many times
And the idea hits
I was told that my grandma was in critical condition, so I rushed to the hospital.
But what I saw in the hospital in the middle of the night be
Died a few minutes ago in a room in the corner of
the ward
like a foster parent Grandma who raised me every day
with a smile with a gentle face My dear grandma who passed away
After that, I don’t remember much, but my mother helped with post-mortem care.
I wanted to help because
I am also a nurse’s
aspiring
But I couldn’t help but
cry
Did you do your best not to cry at the wake and funeral? Grandma, did you see me off with a smile?
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