I want to go home. She uttered in pain. I didn’t know then what she meant but now I do. Now I know and I remembered. If I had known I would have been there. By your side, holding your hand. Helping you to be brave , to realize your strength and all that you are. I want to go home. She continued. I thought you wanted to stay with me as I did you. But I know now you wanted the pain to end. I know now you couldn’t deal with the illness anymore, you felt paper thin weak, like everything was being drained from your body, an inescapable pain. I was the happiest to see you but you weren’t having a good time you just wanted to leave I know. I know. Now I know I didn’t know the pain you felt and I still don’t. But I know how hard it was, the pain of saying goodbye….