I’m not getting into the life after death debate but life after a loved one dies and the role hospice plays in this life altering event. The final week to ten days in hospice is pretty much a blur and mass of shitting images in my mind emotion that still choke me. During that time I was trying to keep myself busy. Again trying to will my way though this with activities around hospice and donna. I filled the day the night going to hospice to be with donna and start again the next day. Ground hog day in hell.