Yesterday marked the one year anniversary of the worst day of my life...

I always knew the loss of my dad would break me. 

But the circumstances around his stay in the hospital- have left me with nightmares, I will likely endure for the rest of my life.

However,

I will continue to endure and reopen these wounds until I recieve some form of accountability. 

They discarded my father. Because they thought, maybe this time- their guess was right

My dad was of sound mind. 

He did not want to die. 

We wanted as much time as we could have together. 

They just wanted a bed.