|The long goodbye
||[Jun. 7th, 2014|04:53 pm]
We wait, as Rebecca lies still. Her chest rises and falls, her strong heart still beats. This body is ready to run and play. This body is growing and thriving. |
The tumors in her brain have stolen away consciousness. Soon they will steal away breath and heartbeat.
Rebecca turned 6 today. She may have a tomorrow, but it won't be one she sees or feels. She may have two tomorrows as we all sit vigil, watch her chest rise and fall.
She will not have any tomorrows where she smirks at silly jokes, runs after her brother, or even cuddles her mom and dad. All those tomorrows are gone.