Less than 72 hours after he came home, Lizard valiantly completed his Parkinson's battle.
It's 3 a.m. I've been awake since 1 a.m. I can't sleep. I wake often in the night to help Lizard, and he's no longer there.
I miss Lizard. I want back the Lizard who didn't have Parkinson's. The Lizard he is now. Now that I can't see him. Hold him. Be wrapped in his arms.
My gosh, I miss him so much.
I didn't think I'd have to go so long without him. I thought we'd have more time.
I know he is whole now, and I know we will be together again one day. I'm trying to cherish and be thankful for all the adventures we shared. I'm trying to remember how exhuberant he was every morning until a couple of years before he was diagnosed with Parkinson's. I'm trying to remember every joyful moment with him. I'm doing my best to be faithful and hopeful. There are moments of exquisite joy. There are moments of excruciating agony.
I would never want him to have to endure that suffering again. But I miss him so much.
My heart goes out to you. Not sure anything said will help but I wanted to acknowledge Lizard’s passing and the vast chasm that has opened in your heart. May you find moments of joy in your memories and comfort with friends and family.
ReplyDeleteI will be praying for you both.
ReplyDeleteMy heart hurts for you, dear friend. May God give you strength and healing rest, and may Lizard's memory be a blessing.
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