Thank you for being brave. Thank you for being a shining example of courage and love. Sometimes I think of different ways this all could have played out. You could have spent your last months complaining or cursing God. You could have become bitter. You could have become angry or hateful. You could have turned inward and become depressed. You could have pushed me away. You could have given up.
But you never did.
Thank you for all the times you looked at me with deep concern and love. Thank you for all the hours you spent listening to me. Thank you for always making me feel first in your heart. Thank you for always thinking of me and wanting me to be okay. Thank you for telling me that after meeting me you didn't even see other women. Thank you for your words and actions that said, "Everything I do, I do for you". Thank you for telling me all the time that I was your joy. Thank you for meaning it. Thank you for letting me love you with all my strength.
Your illness revealed who you were. Your true essence. A strong, loving, gentle, intensely thoughtful soul with the utmost poise and grace and dignity. I wish I could scream it loud for everyone to hear. I am so incredibly proud of you. I have so much love and respect for you and how you responded to your day to day reality. I saw it. I saw it all. It will forever be a part of who I am. And who I want to be.
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