After 57 years my Grandma lost her best friend. My Grandpa lost his fight to lung cancer. This was his 4th kind of cancer. The first three he beat. He had skin, breast and prostate cancer. He was such a strong proud man. He could fix anything. For some reason during the last week I began to see beauty. I never expected to see beauty at such a dark time. The special bond between my grandparents was just unexplainable.
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