This also need to be on my recovery blog as well, but BRAVO Trey! What a beautifully written post. Took my breath away and needs to be shared!
Author, Catherine Lyon ~ CaT
Maybe this can help…someone.
The rain began to patter on the window that looked out over my best friend’s small garden.
I was holding her frail hand, you know, the one with her so called “green thumb”.
I smile at this…
She always giggled when she told me that she could kill a plastic plant…
I’ve seen it happen.
But now her eyes were closed, hardly able to breathe….
….. today was a good day for her though, considering everything….
She may have been asleep but, her fingers gripped mine as hard as she could squeeze.
I could barely tell I was holding her hand at all, as weak as she was.
It’s so painful, beyond belief really, to try and imagine strength draining away from the strongest person you have ever known.
….like sand in an hourglass.
I laced my fingers thru hers, gripping them a little harder, tracing…
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