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    My Sturya

    An Ephemeral Life

    I sat there in a daze, empty and broken. It was the longest day of my life. It was three in the afternoon, but we had yet to eat lunch. My husband and I had to finish processing the papers first before the hospital could discharge my dad. Although it took quite some time, it was uneventful and without any problems and we finally settled everything smoothly. And there we…