third act curtain
This morning Gord told Nicole, "I thought about it last night. I'm ready to quit."
So now he's on palliative care.
I'll be going there in the morning, I think really to say goodbye although not in so many words - I want to cling to just enough uncertainty to hope that there could be another visit, another chance to connect. I am going to finally give him a real, good hug and tell him how much I love him while he's awake (I hope against hope). I wonder why I couldn't do that sooner, before it came to goodbye.
I've been saying that he's not dying, he's living. That was the truth. And now, the truth is that he is dying. Nobody wants this. But it is happening.
And the birds will still sing, and the sun will still shine, and music will still play out of open windows, and this enormous, gentle, fragile world we are all visiting will still be. And the love will still be everywhere, waiting for us to understand that it's been there all along.
So now he's on palliative care.
I'll be going there in the morning, I think really to say goodbye although not in so many words - I want to cling to just enough uncertainty to hope that there could be another visit, another chance to connect. I am going to finally give him a real, good hug and tell him how much I love him while he's awake (I hope against hope). I wonder why I couldn't do that sooner, before it came to goodbye.
I've been saying that he's not dying, he's living. That was the truth. And now, the truth is that he is dying. Nobody wants this. But it is happening.
And the birds will still sing, and the sun will still shine, and music will still play out of open windows, and this enormous, gentle, fragile world we are all visiting will still be. And the love will still be everywhere, waiting for us to understand that it's been there all along.