My hardest decision was to leave the hospital when my father was passing away.
I was pregnant, way overdue with ds #2 and scheduled to be induced at a different hospital at 6:00am the next morning. I talked it over with my Mom and she agreed I should get some rest so I left at 11:00pm (he had been unconscious for quite some time). He passed by the time I reached home. I went into labor the next morning without being induced.
That is the day I learned the meaning of "bittersweet".

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There are so many colors in the rainbow
So many colors in the morning sun
So many colors in the flower and I see every one!
-Harry Chapin