My grandmother is dying. She used to take care of me, and now, I take care of her, helping her to fell the best physically and in mind. But, there is only one thing I could not help her: to truly forgive and continue its way. How hard it is to see her/me.
What the chain says
- Block
- 682 670
- Time
- 2021-04-13T03:38:47Z
- Signer
- 1AXzW6o2EV2AWMyDA9BZHbh8PD6kAcBfhA
- App
- twetch
- Type
- post
- Content type
- text/plain
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