Yesterday my ex’s sister called to say the end is upon us and she granted me permission to see my ex.
We communicated through squeezing (as much as he could squeeze) hands and eye contact with tears. I brought up episodes from our time together and we both just stared at each other ….. knowing there was always love there…..through each episode, both good and bad.
I didn’t think my heart could break more and yet broken it is….yet praying God takes this special man home where he belongs “in heaven”.
This site has helped me in countless ways.
This disease is brutal and we all know that’s true.
I wish everyone writing here and anyone effected by psp “comfort” and love.
Thank you for letting me share😥