to my sister, when I left the room:
"Diane," and he pointed in my direction.
"I want to kiss her... and, um, but..."
he pointed to his mouth,
"not working...hurt..."
"And want to..."
He touched his hand to his chest,
"open my heart...
"my heart to her... but..."
He touched his forehead,
"...all fucked up."
I tell you, sometimes I am just filled with the saddest joy.
7 comments:
OMG(osh)!! I will cry whenever I think of this post.
I hope you hang on to this beautiful memory!
So moved. I am. So moved. My heart aches. My breath shortened. His spirit is shining.
How wonderful! Real loves endures all things!
Wow, what a beautiful gift!
Joyce
Wow, that is precious...my husband would say things like that to the nurses when I wasn't in the room...
Must have made your heart sing
Prayers and hugs
Theresa
The is so AWESOME!! Glad to hear you enjoyed their visit. Thinking of you always. Love Neta
I believe there is no greater love than what you have for Bob, and Bob has for you. Soulmates, possibly .... lifemates for sure.
Hugs and prayers, Dan
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