A picture is worth a thousand words… A dying man holding his best friend. He lived homeless in Iowa with his dog in a car. When he became terminally ill and placed in hospice, his only request was to hold his dog one last time before passing on. Two souls quietly saying their goodbyes.
Blair: I think it’s because you couldn’t handle feelings. You’re not like that anymore. You’re strong. You carry people. You carry me. You’re becoming a man, in a way that your father never was.
Chuck: Thank you.
- if you were to die right now, what would your last thought be? that you’ve never did anything right, or that you are happy? who would be the last person you would think off? would it be her? would it be your friend? would you regret anything? they say when you crash, life passes by in a blink of an eye. what does that blink reveal i would like to know. -