The end

My soulmate, my other half, my man, my lover, husband and friend.


His eyes were half open. I closed them and kissed them. Knowing I would never watch those beautiful blues turn to charcoal from passion again. I rubbed his cheek, just looking at him. Knowing it wouldn’t be long before I could never see his face again. His middle sister and I sat on the couch. Just looking at him. Talking. Mourning.

I went up the stairs to waken my oldest grandson.  He knew the second I woke him.

No Gramma.

Yes, love.

We just laid there … thinking and mourning.


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