Death

I sit alone by a woman who has just got the news her husband has just
died. There is no worst feeling. I stay with her until her soon arrives.
He is 28. the same age as my daughter. They were married 38 year. My
wife and I have been married 37 years.

This after a long two days arguing with an insurance company that will
not pay for needed medical attention for my family, leaving me without
way for help. Lots of anger. And death, and sorrow. It could be me.