This week two elderly male friends of ours started hospice care. I think that going into a hospice to enter palliative care would be just about the hardest thing that a person could ever do in their life. You know that when you pass through those doors there is just about no chance you will leave alive. In many cases you will never again even go outside.
A few weeks ago I snapped this photo. The bright, shiny truck is carrying home the worn-out old truck.
In some ways this is how life is. We end our lives old and usually with a young(er) person taking care of us.
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