It's official. I'm dying and you are all cordially invited to my funeral. It's been going on for over a week and I can't ignore the fact anymore. I just can't.
Everyday Kaden grabs my face and tells me he doesn't want me to die, or go away. It breaks my heart everyday- and so I ask him, EVERYDAY, why he thinks I'm dying.
"Because you are old. You have a line in your forehead, when you do this." (then he scrunches up his nose).