Will She Know Me?
I know I'm supposed to be strong. Years of fighting have taught me to keep my fears and my vulnerabilities hidden, and that's a lesson I've learned well. No one can see them, sometimes I even manage to hide them from myself, but not today. I can see my world crumbling around me, and there is nothing I can do to prevent it. I know this is a battle I cannot win, and once it's over a part of my soul will be lost.
She has always been there, and now I face the day when she will no longer be. Her doctor gave me a long list of instructions, daunting. Do's and don'ts, medications, schedules... everything. I live for her now, and I wouldn't have it any other way. And even though I know it will only be for a short time, I wish it could be forever. Today, like each morning, as I wake her up, I have to confront the fear brought by a question I never thought possible: will she know me?