What do you do?

What do you do when you get told that someone you love very much and have shared so many happy times has probably just got days to live?  It’s not come as an entire shock, but still it hits you were it hurts and you still have to come to terms with it.  It’s even harder when nursing tonight and feeding her water, the person that she really is bursts out bright as can be for that few precious seconds.  It brings me back to the question of who we really are?  We occupy a shell, but whilst that’s the visual element of us, it’s not us.  Who we are is intangible, it’s the heart and soul of a person, that’s what we recognise, what we fall in love with, what we hold so dearly.  Your heart stops at every time the phone rings.

All this came after I’d been through the emotional wringer at high noon again.  It seems every time I start to move forward, something knocks me back.

This is a memorial in Morrison hospital for organ donation.  It says “From hand to hand breath’s melody:  song of loss and joy,” it’s supposed to mean that the future is always moving forward, that where there is despair, there is also hope.

Update: Within 30 minutes of us leaving she had passed away. Rest in Peace Marion