Oct 28

In my 60 years of life I have had my share of pain. The death of friends, pets, parents and a marriage. Nothing, not all that has gone before could prepare me for the death of Bryon. I am sitting here reliving everything that we went through a year ago. At 7:00 the doctor called me to the hospital.....Bryon has pneumonia, in an hour at 10;00. they call me, this time it is in "the room" wanting to know my wishes should Bryon go into cardiac arrest how far should they carry treatment. It is tearing me apart...did I make the right decision? I knew in my heart that Bryon was a fighter and he would give this fight his all. I also knew that in all probability that if he made it tonight that we would probably buy 5 to 8 more years. I wanted those years. In the end it was Bryons time to go, no more pain, just slip quietly,peacefully into another realm...behind the moon. My whole being wants to be with him....but not yet. It is not my time, I still have things to do here. Bryon was my life love, my salvation....everything. I miss him.
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