Before the winter fire, I will still be dreaming
When I was first diagnosed, I expected the worst.
I don’t know how Emily found me, but she gave me hope. Emily introduced me to Kristina, and we have shared our fears and wishes ever since.
Across the evening sky, all the birds are leaving
But how can they know it’s time for them to go?
It’s hard to know when it’s time for faraway friends to leave us, but over the last week or two, Emily stopped replying to our messages. We had no way to contact her family to find out how she was, and we had to fill in the gaps for ourselves. But the bad news came yesterday. Emily has left us.
My sadness at Emily’s departure is heavier than I expected, but it helps me to think what this means for Emily’s family, and for my own.
And I am not alone
While my love is near me
I know it will be so
‘Til it’s time to go
We talk a lot about what will happen when it’s my time to leave. None of us is in any hurry to move on, but I think we are all ready.
So come the storms of winter
And then the birds in spring again
I have no fear of time
Goodbye, Emily. You gave me hope.