A Singular Solace

It's all happening too fast. The fact that I've been mentally preparing myself for this for over a year now provides no comfort. And the fact that today we have to admit Grandpa to the hospital on the same day we take Grandma to a hospice house has not even begun to register. I feel like I'm in suspension. Caught in the stillness of a premature grief.

Despite all of this that I cannot yet fully feel, I find a moment of comfort. The snow falling in the sky, this completely bizarre freak weather gives some peace.