Chapter 10
sixty seconds make a minute, sixty minutes make an hour, twenty-four hours a day, seven days a week, four weeks a month, twelve months a year. at any given point in time you could and can lose someone close to you, someone you love, someone who you hold dear, gone just like that. for me right now it's my mom, who was punched through the wall in our house. not to say I'm miss negative but I personally was expecting a hole in her chest, though I'm glad that's not the case, she didn't come out unscathed. the caregivers tell me she has broken bones and internal organ damage, I can't even begin to imagine the pain she's going through even while she's unconscious. I'm sitting close to her bedding and nana is sitting on the other side, sleeping and snoring, which I don't know how she
