A post on facebook asks me: In five years time will it really matter? Yes, it will. My life is forever changed by knowing you and I will never recover from this loss. The situation that brought this about? It could have been resolved in a couple of months at the most. There was nothing we couldn’t have gotten through together, but there is no ‘together’ and there is no ‘we’.
If an animal was in this much pain it would be euthanized. There is no quality of life. I had quality, you are quality, and now you are gone. Yes, Angela, I am selfish and self absorbed. No, Virginia, there is no Santa Claus.