When I heard that word, my heart sank. What was left for us? Time - a finite amount of time.
Once discharged from the hospital, you were placed in home hospice care. There weren't months to be had, only weeks, which rapidly became days.
We laughed over the good times, ignored our regrets, and dearly cherished every hug and kiss we could share.
And in the mist of living I knew you bravely held on until I insisted that you leave. For once you didn't argue. But before you departed, you gave me the best gift ever - your endless love.
Once discharged from the hospital, you were placed in home hospice care. There weren't months to be had, only weeks, which rapidly became days.
We laughed over the good times, ignored our regrets, and dearly cherished every hug and kiss we could share.
And in the mist of living I knew you bravely held on until I insisted that you leave. For once you didn't argue. But before you departed, you gave me the best gift ever - your endless love.
