Most respect my choice. If she had been taken from me suddenly I wouldn't have been given this chance to try and make her life as loving and as comforting that I can. To try to give her a little piece of joy. It is those who cannot face her who will lose the most because precious seconds they will never, never get a second chance at are slowly slipping away. I wrote recently that we are all born with a terminal illness, it's called life.
Life is a wondrous thing.
The brilliant colors of flowers and blooming trees. The feel of mother earth in your fingers, the sun kissing your face, the wind embracing your skin and sand in your toes. The little creatures and big creatures who roam the once abundant land. The joy you feel in your heart at the things which bring you the most pleasure. The peace and contentment you feel when things are right.