Release.
The fans will spin down and the hard drives stop whirring and the lights turn off and the beep stop and the monitor fade to black and the room will fall silent.
That's how they'll turn off my Grandma.
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Wow! Talk about a surprise ending. Super well written. I hope it's not personal experience... :(
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ReplyDeleteThe fans are spinning very, very slowly to a stop. It's not like a light switch click. She is fading like embers that fade and surge with gusts of wind but always inexorably cool into ash.
ReplyDeleteMum said. . . A beautiful life, a wonderful marriage, a truly great Lady, an honor to know her, a blessing to love her, an agony to lose her, a joy to release her, Our Savior to see.
ReplyDelete(mom wrote that comment under my screen name)
Yeah, that's how they turned off mine-- except that the guy who did it was more relieved than frustrated. It's awful.
ReplyDeleteWell-written, as always, and it even lives up to your motto.
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