I'm going home tomorrow - leaving the now familiar comfort of your home. Leaving you.
Only for two days. But two days (or less) could be your lifetime.
It's difficult being here. Heart splitting difficult. You are disappearing before my eyes. How quickly it's all happened.
It's more difficult not being here though and I don't really want to leave you and return to the other life - my life.
It's too big to think of these last few weeks I've spent with you becoming: the last weeks I'd spend with you. So I don't think about it.
Cake or Death eh?
One lesson I have learnt- even if we choose Cake.....Death will always come around eventually.
It is simply the natural order of things. Of Life.
Death completes the circle.
As I watch your circle come closer to closing - I sit here next to your sleeping body, feeling deeply sad that our time together may be almost over. It really is too soon my darling brother. But the gratitude I feel for having had you in my life for the time I have, is bigger than any sadness I could ever feel. I love you. You love me. There is an unspoken comfort in that. Love. It's the foundation and the glue. It gives us unwavering strength and holds us together - tight.
Anyhow, I'm going home tomorrow - leaving the now familiar comfort of your home. But I'll be back. Please be here when I return. x
