There are some losses that don’t have a precise date.

There’s a first day when a life ends. Really. Dedicated medical professionals provide amazing levels of care for a life they expect is over. That amazes me.
There’s another day when a declaration of death is recorded, though all the machines are still running. Nothing changes in that regard except a decision has been made and a day and time recorded.
Sometime after that, another day probably, surgeries are completed and machines are switched off. That time doesn’t seem to be recorded.

It’s complicated. At least in my mind. Not that having a single day would decomplicate things. At all.

Remembering day one.

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