..This is the moment I was dreading, the part where I have to say goodbye. I see you laying on that bed and I feel helpless...completely helpless. I speak to you and no response, I touch you and you can't even feel it...at least that's what everyone keeps telling me. I knew this day would come but not so soon.
How I'm possibly suppose to live without you? There's no memory where your not in it, no place in my house you haven't touched.
3/17/10--that's the day I'll never forget
The tears in my eyes have yet to dry. My fingers trembled as a brushed your forehead. I'm sorry I have to say goodbye. My sister ask if we are ready. I look around the room and everyone head are slowly nodding, my eyes burn with tears knowing that the moment is coming. This is it. The moment. The moment where you leave my life. As we are waiting for the nurse I think about the future. 'You won't be there' is all I think about.
You won't be there at least not in person when I fall in love, get my heart broken, get engaged and married, become pregnant with my first child. I need you to be there but you won't be. My heart is breaking but I don't let it show. I feel like my life is out of my control. I realize that the moment is coming where we let you go on your own, but I can't do it. I'm not strong enough. I lay a kiss on your forehead and whisper 'I love you', I leave the room as quickly as I could. I grasp for air and my chest is in pain...everything after that is a bit blurry but it happened. You left. Peacefully they told me.
