He was waiting for her to fall asleep. Her breathing had been labored all day, and she had been in pain, but no matter what she had found a smile, a kind word, and a loving embrace for everyone that came to see her.
She was the strongest person he had ever met, the love of his life, and for a long time, the only reason he kept on going.
She was his everything.
Now all he could do was wait.
Wait until her last breath, until the harsh truth of Cancer would take her, as it had taken every aspect of her life, exept her spirit.
Actually it had grown her spirit.
Since her diagnosis she had lived with such full vigor that is was impossible to not feel infected by her presence.
On good days, the long conversations, family gatherings and travels.
On bad days, she smiled through Chemo and the loss of her thick red hair. Her bright scarfs where adorned by lots of little glitter that she added with the help of both of our nieces, the twins glowing each step of the way, unaware that this woman full of life was slowly swallowed by death.
Finally Diana relaxed in the arms of sleep, the few minutes of peace that she now found, interrupted by horrific pain, that woke her after way to short periods of rest.
This is the way he wanted to remember her.
Peaceful and at ease, a half smile on her open lips, resting in the knowing that she was loved.
And loved she was.
He picked up the pillow that had caressed him earlier, making the hard chairs of the hospital less uncomfortable, or at least bareable.
Kissing her one more time, he whispered gently. "I love you more then you know. Good bye my love."
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