Monday, April 24, 2006

Work Is Done

My friend died at 3:36 yesterday afternoon.

Or her heart finally agreed with her consciousness which had made its decision a couple of days before so she had floated in that ecstasy we can only imagine until our time comes. She was supported by morpehe while she patiently waited for her heart to catch up with her.

I have rarely known a family more generous in giving permission, while their hearts were breaking, for someone to die. She made it easier, never complaining, never struggling, cheering them on so long as she was able. They had the hardest work. She had done hers.

Her husband and I have known each other 50 years, since we were 16 year old schoolboys and she was his girlfriend.

Her daughter held her hand as her heart finally stopped. On the way out of her room her daughter said being there had made her lose her fear of dying.

Quite a gift among the countless others this lady has given her.

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