A year ago, I was making plans with her. She was going to move here from baltimore when her lease expired and we'd finally be together.
Then, there was a car accident that broke her collarbone.
This was followed by the diagnoses of inoperable brain cancer and a month of daily chemo and radiation treatment.
I found out in January that the cancer had spread through the rest of her body and she was in the hospital. I wanted to get to see her while she was still alive. But, she didn't want me to see her in the condition she was in. (which was described to me as grey, skeletal, her veins had burst from the treatments, and she looked worse than something from a horror movie)
Earlier tonight, I was notified that she was being taken off the respirator but wanted to talk to me one last time before she died. All she wanted was to hear my voice again. Her family had to sneak her phone into the room and dial it for her.
I spoke with her for about 5 minutes before she had to go because she was too weak to talk.
Now, she's with me in my heart and memories. And free from suffering.
Rest in peace Brighteyes...I will miss you.
