they weren't stricken with pain, but restful
they weren't haunted, but focused on seeing what is beyond, what is yet to come...
She lay in her bed, a sunken form shrouded by blankets, moving ever-so-slightly, her legs would softly wrestle with blankets she was wrapped in
breath in
breath out
breath in
breath out
while music floating on lyrical notes danced around her and the day ended in a winter-filled dusk, she lay
while cars traveled the roads beyond her window and the activity of her home's other residents stirred, she lay
while Dan and I sat, stilled, marking the moment, reading the journal entires, soaking in the pictures of a life well lived, she lay
we approached her then, laying on hands and praising and praying, committing and celebrating, presenting request and hope, she lay
and then, with a brilliant smile and translucent eyes, she spoke
"God bless you"
those words would be the last words we will hear from her this side of heaven
poignant, profound, and rich with meaning, our relationship will end
Good bye for now and God bless
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