It’s  done 

Slowly accepting, painful as it is.  

Accepting I, we as  a family had no real choices left. 

Believing  that we did everything we could, for much longer than we should. 

Knowing that we can’t do this for her. 

Hoping that things get better for her now and that she works to make things better. 

Surrendering to sleep.

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