“I couldn’t control my husband dying unexpectedly, but I could control this ending.”
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“I couldn’t control my husband dying unexpectedly, but I could control this ending.”
“I remember all the times I left my home on May Avenue, watching momma wave to me as I pulled away. I know how important that last wave is.”
“It was a shock. I didn’t know what I was looking at. There was clearly something wrong on his face, but I had never seen something like that before.”
“So, I sat down with my coffee and drew him this visual.”
“The hail blew out our windows. I could feel the hail like pins and needles on my back.”
“My husband and I arrived at the hospital and settled in to await the arrival of our baby boy. I had no idea that the very bed I was settling in would soon become my death bed. I became frantic. I told my husband to find help immediately. I felt like I was dying, and indeed, I was.”
“Though we would have paid any ransom to have her back, any price in the world, this disease would not let her go until she was gone.”
“I was standing in front of the mirror with tears streaming down my face because I couldn’t wear any of my pants. I had gained quite a bit of weight, but more than that, I had a big lump on my left leg sticking out a good 5 inches. In that moment I knew this lump wasn’t going away. I kept putting it on the back burner because honestly… The sad, bitter truth is I didn’t (and don’t) have health insurance.”
“She looked up at me, blinked twice, and then visibly melted. Tears started streaming.”
“I realize the madness I’ve created. It’s just never-ending. I’m not really sure why I’m crying, what day it is, or what’s going on.”