Gram is in the hospital - barely living in hospice at 98 years old. Mom thinks she has given up the will to live and her life expectancy is 5-8 days. Mom doesn't want us to come for the final days or for the funeral.
Gordon is in Houston getting radiation and chemotherapy for a brain tumor that was mostly removed in December. Almost 46 years old with a life expectancy of 14 months. I don't even want to think about what it would have felt like if he'd died before I knew about any of it.
I started the running program before I knew about either of these situations.
But I think part of me keeps running because of them.
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