I won’t say, that she’s in a better place, because I know, that that, is BULLSHIT! I won’t say, that she’s in a better place, that her tiny body no longer needed to, have those tubes, coming in and out of her, that she’s, better off dead…
not my photo…
I won’t say, that she’s in a better place, because I don’t know that for sure, as I’d never, been, to the Great Beyond myself, but all I can offer you, is a shoulder you can lean on, someone you can find the social, emotional support you’ll ever need!
I won’t say, that she’s in a better place, but, any other places is better than this, considering how ill she fell before her death, she couldn’t even eat, couldn’t even urinate, or defecate during her final days, and, watching her suffer, it, must’ve been, extraordinarily difficult for you…
offering the support that one another needed, not my photo…
I won’t say, that she’s in a better place, but, her sufferings had, ended, finally, after almost six-months of struggles, of critical notices from the hospital, she’d finally decided, it was, time, for her to leave, and, left behind, the sadness, the sorrows, the losses, she’d, made you all feel over her death.
I still won’t say, that she’s in a better place, you’re not even in that better place, and you’d, looked after her since she’d, fallen ill, and, you’re the ones, hit with the strongest senses of loss after she’d been, gone………
Life, the Obstacle Course 