I don’t know if I’m ready to post this or if it’s too early for me so let’s see.
My partner of 25years, my soul mate and my butterfly died on Friday morning at 1am as the final and inevitable outcome for her of this evil disease. Elizabeth always said she wanted to die at home if possible before she became ill (2006). It was possible so she did and I was with her when she died.
We are both recovering alcoholics and met up in Alcoholics Anonymous in 1988, we got married in ‘92 and have known the joy of living for many years together since then. Neither of us have been to a meeting for years but we still consider ourselves to be members of AA. So it’s RIP Lizbeth I am so so very very sad and unhappy you died because I loved you to bits and always will. But you died sober my darling.