There comes a time, when you just have to succumb to the silence. The lull of the conversation as, there is really nothing to say.
I will sit in the same room as my mother, knowing that she is just content to feel that I am present.
My sister is quiet, I am sure thinking about the friend she wil need to take to the vet this afternoon, and put to sleep. Poor Sophie had a doggie stroke a few days ago and can't get around. It is the best thing to do at this point. I feel her sorrow.
I will sit in the same room as my mother, knowing that she is just content to feel that I am present.
My sister is quiet, I am sure thinking about the friend she wil need to take to the vet this afternoon, and put to sleep. Poor Sophie had a doggie stroke a few days ago and can't get around. It is the best thing to do at this point. I feel her sorrow.
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