Caitlin Connolly

August 03, 2019 09:00 AM MDT
My grandma is dying, and I’ve visited her almost every day this week. I thought the difference between living and dying would be more like a light switch: you’re either on or off; you’re there or you’re not. But my grandma has been like a dimmer, and every time I see her she’s a little bit less alive and less there than she was the day before.
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