Issues of Life and Death

I'm afraid that your child needs multiple surgeries, Mr. and Mrs. Johnson
  (Holding back tears): Doctor, what are the odds that our Jessica will survive?
Well, if we can schedule everything back-to-back-to-back, then excellent
  Oh, doctor! Do whatever you can to save our precious daughter's life!...

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You are Jessica's only surviving daughter, Randi?
  Yes sir, I am.  Just don't tell me that my mother deserves better from me.
But she specifically requested  a solid gold casket and a choice plot of ground
  I really don't care what she requested.  I'm not made of gold, you know...

Don't you want to respect your mother's life, Randi? Those were her last wishes
  Jessica's dead.  What difference does it make now?  Just cremate her...
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Krutsinger Avatar
January 16, 2019 at 3:30 PM
Death is a confusing time with so many conflicting things happening, it is truly the truth that this often happens.
Wolf Avatar
January 16, 2019 at 3:47 PM
As you put it, 'truly the truth.' ~ gw
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