The death of my son from cot death was devastating. A death that comes silently and steals a life full of potential is a terrible thing. On the other hand my when my uncle died it was the end of a very sad phase. My uncle had Alzheimers and he had gone long before his body died. We had all done our grieving years before.
No wonder our prisons are full
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Nobody should have to put up with pain of that magnitude.



