I went to see my great grand mother on her birthday. 91 years old. My great grand dad is 95. They live with eachother, in their own house. They have their mind, their love, everything. I showed her my tattoo, the one that is in their honor. A few tears left her eyes.

When we had to go, I gave her a hug, I said "I'll see you soon." She smiled at me, got a tear in her eye, and said "yes." We both know it might not be true.