My Dear Den, got the call last week. As she left, she gave me the most precious of gifts, her SMILE, she knows just how much I used to love her SMILE, and that is exactly what she left me with.
As I held her ever so gently, she just slipped away. Den had fought a long hard battle of 3 cancers over 5 years, her poor body could take no more. In the end it was the chemo that she was certain that would save her, that killed her.
She fought to the last, My Den, was and is a True Hero.
But now I am desolated, Den was my life, she was all I had lived for.
I have now had people, ask me if I am still in remission, but they just do not seem to understand when I say ‘It doesn’t matter anymore’.
To me ,there is only one thing left for me to do, and that is to see that she gets the Farewell Service that she would have wanted. Saw the minister today, and planned just that.
After that, think I will just…