Saturday, 24 January 2015
My friend Shirley was admitted to the Cross yesterday. I went up to see her yesterday after I was done work. She was sleeping or unresponsive. This morning I went back again and her girls and husband were there, sitting, waiting, trying not to cry. She woke a little, restless, confused. Her husband was beside her in an instant, her girls alert for their mom to be present. I realized then that I no longer have a place there. These four people love her deeply and need to say goodbye to her. I told her I loved her, gave her a kiss on the forehead and left. She's with her family, those her love her best and I couldn't wish for more for my good friend.