Letting go

I was searching for a recipe on the Internet when J came home in a hurry to tell me that Appan’s condition had worsened. This was on Aug 8th, after that tickets were brought and then everything happened so fast. When I reached his side, he did not look ill, he had lost weight and looked weak but he was talking with everyone who visited. But he was serious, maybe not smiling much even when we joked. Death was at that point the furthest thing from our minds. We didn’t think he would go, we didn’t think he would ever go.