... why did you tell me that the nurse was wrong and that you weren't dying that day? Why did you try and get me to go home? Why didn't you say goodbye?
Well, maybe you did, I know you were saying something but I couldn't understand you because I couldn't read your lips.
I wish I could have understood what you were saying. I wish I knew. The last words I heard clearly were "Okay I'm ready to go home."
Oh my broken heart.
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big hug from me for you today. wishing you strength and peace to come your way.
much love
Ines
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