Dear diary, it looks like this is the end. I’ve led a good life, experienced both great joy and great sorrow. I’ve felt the love of my family, in fact, I feel it now. Even now they are gathering downstairs to say their final goodbyes. I struggle to write these words, to bid farewell to the world. Even though I had a full life, I feel there is much that needs to be done still. An overpowering sense...