My son graduated Saturday. Pride, joy, and happiness were the prevalent emotions, on that day. The very next day my mother-in-law, broke her distal femur, near the knee. This is a nasty break.
Surgery was done yesterday. But today, she appears to be giving up. She is 81, has lived a good life, and probably does not want to live in a nursing home.
Sorrow is setting in, here. But we must endure and we will, as we do in all things. Life is a metamorphosis and an ongoing evolution. This is but one phase and one stationary point in time. As George Harrison said, "All things must pass". And they do.