I never did think looking into the future I would see my grandfather nor myself as this. He once strong, made me much of who I am today. I can barely think of him as that man. My tears I can not fight. He said, “I can not go on like this.” Self-defeated, how much more attention can he pry out of us? He tries anyway. All the sacrifices, in vain. This disappointment: I have given up too. I am crushed by his wish. I too have no will to go on. This is not life we have lived for one year. My family has given it all for this man. It has turned to misery. We are destroyed. There is no reason to live this life for another who doesn’t want it. I can no longer make these efforts for someone not wanting life, not wanting breath. No more hope. It is over.