So, Nuna will be passing any minute now.

I haven't quite accepted the reality of things yet.

I don't want to admit that she is dying.

I don't want to have to have the family go through the pain of it.

I just wish it weren't happening, period.

I know that death is part of life, but that reality doesn't make the deaths we experience any easier.

I need a hug.

A giant monster hug.