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I think I've numbed out to the decision. Which is good, because me being stressed will only stress her, and I want her last few days to be happy. My head has to hold out over my heart.
I'm taking Friday off to spend with her. It's supposed to be sunny and 77. If that holds true, I intend to take her for a long walk, a long car ride, and through a drive-thru for a burger and fries, and maybe even an ice cream cone.
Friday night at 7pm is the appointment. Shortly after that I'll hold her as she takes her last breath. And then more than likely I'll fall completely apart.
Ok, I lied. I'm not numb. I can't breathe. I can't think. My heart is shredded in my chest and I don't know how to handle it.
I had my first happy spring since 2003 last year. Will it be another seven years before I have another one?
I'm taking Friday off to spend with her. It's supposed to be sunny and 77. If that holds true, I intend to take her for a long walk, a long car ride, and through a drive-thru for a burger and fries, and maybe even an ice cream cone.
Friday night at 7pm is the appointment. Shortly after that I'll hold her as she takes her last breath. And then more than likely I'll fall completely apart.
Ok, I lied. I'm not numb. I can't breathe. I can't think. My heart is shredded in my chest and I don't know how to handle it.
I had my first happy spring since 2003 last year. Will it be another seven years before I have another one?