I thought my kid was dying and all I got was this lousy lust for life
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When I was watching my son die I did not behave in the way I had imagined in those grim games your mind sometimes forces you to play. ‘What would it be like if I was widowed?’ ‘What would it be like for my family if that bus hit me?’ ‘What would it be like if something terrible happened to my child?’
I thought my kid was dying and all I got was this lousy lust for life
I thought my kid was dying and all I got was…
I thought my kid was dying and all I got was this lousy lust for life
When I was watching my son die I did not behave in the way I had imagined in those grim games your mind sometimes forces you to play. ‘What would it be like if I was widowed?’ ‘What would it be like for my family if that bus hit me?’ ‘What would it be like if something terrible happened to my child?’