I have been on many trips and journeys, waving people goodbye at railway stations and airports ....... now, after 8 years of the 'long goodbye', we find ourselves on this utterly surreal platform, exchanging hugs, kisses, love and tears, waiting for the toughest of 'goodbyes' ever ........ we were told on Tuesday afternoon that 'the end' is near, my husband is being kept comfortable and (hopefully) painfree, but with organ failure and severe dehydration, he is being allowed to stay at home, waiting for nature to take its course.
After the initial shock and denial (so not ready to give up!!), there is a strange peace and calm in and around us. He is not struggling, and we are trying to surround him with love, music and positive thoughts. Time is standing still. After worrying about this for so long, I can't quite take it in that we are now in this situation. I am so utterly sad, but I am also grateful that he is here with us and we can be with him.
(If there was I smiley with a little tear in its eye, I'd replace the one in my signature .....)
After the initial shock and denial (so not ready to give up!!), there is a strange peace and calm in and around us. He is not struggling, and we are trying to surround him with love, music and positive thoughts. Time is standing still. After worrying about this for so long, I can't quite take it in that we are now in this situation. I am so utterly sad, but I am also grateful that he is here with us and we can be with him.
(If there was I smiley with a little tear in its eye, I'd replace the one in my signature .....)