My Beloved Husband, my Brawny Man, my Knight in Shining Armor,
My Once in a Lifetime Love,
is entering Hospice Care.
We made a party of preparation for
Whole Brain Radiation;
even Kitten got a Mohawk.
Bad Alice first sharpened up her Mad Hatter’s Faux Hawk
before taking on her Daddy-O.
I think he really owns it.
However, after 13 whole brain radiation sessions, the Hawk has fallen out
and my Beloved is worn.
When further medical treatment is futile, the choice is not about giving up on life; it is about conforming ones heart to the Will of God. Time to stop using every ounce of life fighting death and using that energy to LIVE the remaining life.
And that is what we are doing.
Being completely present.
First, we cried. A lot. Now, we still cry, but mostly in gratitude for the life we have had together. Oh, the memories we share, the secrets, the whispers in the night, the stolen glances; enough to last a lifetime. Yet, still, I do not think I know how to be me without him.