What is this world I live in? What is this work I do?

All I could do was stand and watch. She wasn’t ready to talk, but it didn’t feel right to leave. The picture taped to the wall showed a mom and a daughter full of vibrancy and life. They had the same smile. It was warm and inviting. Today the smiles were gone. Her body lay lifeless and still. Her skin was ashen… almost colorless. I watched as a mom held…