It's been nearly 7 years and it gets harder and harder to remember your face with each passing day. It kills me to know that I'll never be able to get a refresher. All I can remember is your soft voice, telling me that it was going to be ok. All I can remember is that last breath that came from you. All I can remember is seeing the peace in your eyes, the suffering ending, as you quietly departed. I remember your stiff hand, I couldn't hold it. They dragged me away, I screamed. I cried. And the sad thing is, its near the only thing I remember about you. And for that Nana,, I'm so sorry. I love you.
I felt this on a deep level, man. I'm having a hard time coming up with the words to describe it, so I'll let the music do the talking instead. I wish you the best of a life, Qvin, and I hope one day you look back on this event as more shaping than traumatic.