My day has come.
I can feel it.
It won’t be long now.
My entire family has gathered around me.
They’re telling me to let go. That it’s alright. That I don’t have to fight anymore.
But I want to fight. I don’t want to leave. Not when there’s so much that I still want to do.
I want to watch my children have children of their own. I want to be able to walk my daughters down the aisle at their weddings.
I want to grow old with my wife.
I don’t want to let go.
I don’t want to die.
Not when there’s so much that I haven’t done.
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