Saturday, April 5, 2014

Day 5: Whispers

My sister-in-law, Sherrie, gave me three words and I picked Whispers for today...or, rather, it picked me.

I kind of wrote this in my head yesterday about a half hour before Bob died.
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Whispers

Somehow, for a little while yesterday,
I ended up alone with my father-in-law.

I moved to a chair near his head
and held his hand still warm and soft.

His breaths were coming rapidly
and his cheeks were pink and healthy.

I talked about heaven and the big nap
waiting for him. Gary had already told him

it was okay to let go. He tried to open his eyes
but couldn't so I know he was listening.

He squeezed my hand then continued his journey,
each breath a whisper of goodbye and thanks.















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