GOOD-BYE AND HELLO

There are all kinds of bravery and much of it is never seen.

Today Wally refused to take his meds, food or water. He just wants to sleep for a thousand years. He told me he was tired of the pain, and he has never complained of pain before. When I told him I had left orders with the nursing team not to make him do anything he did not want to do, he squeezed my hand and said, "Thank-you."

A long time ago I promised him I would let him go when he told me the time had come. I have kept my promise, but I can't stop crying. I have kept these tears and this pain from him, but now I can't hold back. Tomorrow he may not know me at all. God is coming for him soon. Then I will rejoice that he is free ... at last. And home, in God's arms, where he belongs.

And he will join my sister-in-spirit, Ellie, at the Bonwallelle Bench, to wait for me.