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….