Drawing 229 ~ of my father in the courtyard of his nursing home with his great-grandchildren. We visited him today. He is not happy with his existence in the nursing home and his declining health.
“I’m ready to go. Why…why can’t I just fall asleep and not wake up ?!”.
This time, instead of resisting his words and trying to cheer him up, I just let him know that I heard him; that I understand…and that I love him.
