A sacrifice made for love, in the end, is not a sacrifice. My grandfather took on the roll of caregiver when my grandmother was too sick to care for herself. As hard as it was, and as much work as it might have taken, he never faultered in loving her even in the hardest times.
A sacrifice made for love, in the end, is not a sacrifice. My grandfather took on the roll of caregiver when my grandmother was too sick to care for herself. As hard as it was, and as much work as it might have taken, he never faultered in loving her even in the hardest times.