The hospital room was too cold this evening. Each time i heard the heart monitor my stomach lurched inside.
"Dont be scared," He said quietly, "Death, it is a natural occurrence." I closed my eyes and wept.
" I cant. I-I can't" I sobbed.
"Listen, we will be together in our soul, Death cannot seperate that."
"But I'm frightful. For what is to come?" I cried. A single tear rolled down his cheek.
"Babe, I love you, and I know we will see each other again someday. Please do me the favor and stand strong."
I gave him my famous pinky promise and kissed his cheek, still weeping.Still weeping as I dozed off.
"ma'am?" a voice jolted me awake.
"Yes Doctor?" I asked fearfully, seeing the frown on his face.
"He's gone." He said bluntly. Tears welled in my eyes as I walked into his room. There on the bed was my lifeless husband, looking no different than before. Except, the monitor was off; no longer needed.
I went up to him and kissed him. I held my breath, afraid that if I smell him once more I will lose any control I have left. On the stand next to him was a folded paper adressed to me:
Do what I would not be able to do in your situation. BE STRONG."
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