Left
He loved her more than anyone in the entire world. To him, she was his everything, without her, he was nothing.
He was never one to exert his will unless it was something he felt strongly about, but that's just the way he was and she never took advantage of that, in fact that worked perfectly well with her character as well and so they grew to become ONE.
The last time he spoke to her she phoned from the airport. She was not feeling well and wanted him to check her into a hospital but she didn't want him to worry, or perhaps she sincerely believed it, so she told him it wasn't serious. She promised him she'd be back after a quick check up.
The doctors called to say she was in critical condition and that death was a possibility. He heard their words but could not believe them and so found himself in the hospital alone. Eventually, the doctors worried him enough for him to start ringing the family.
Her sons were among the first to arrive followed quickly by her sisters and her brothers. The atmosphere was one of mixed emotions sometimes escalating on hope and other times sunken in despair. Always he would sit quietly pondering with a look of serenity on his face. He held on to all the hope he could muster and that was that. Perhaps he thought that hope alone would and could possibly save her from certain death. Of course, that was just his foolish notion and all too soon she slipped away.
There was but the slightest indication and no one caught it. She already knew she was going but could do nothing about it, perhaps she didn't want anyone to worry as that was always her way and so she said nothing. The doctors said she must have been suffering for a while now and were amazed at her threshold for pain. As with a million other cases, it was cancer but it didn't start out as that which was what gave the family a false sense of security. She did recover slowly for a while before crashing completely.
Everyone came to say goodbye. Friends and family came and all had good things to say about her. There were tears of course, from all except the family for griefing was a very private affair and one did not grief openly under any circumstances, one puts on a shroud of stoicism and plows on. Once the rituals have been completed and the people have been sent home, then and only then can the tears come.
He lost her. He lost her completely and utterly to death. He was released from his vows at last, but stubbornly he holds on. He is ONE no longer, only part of the ONE now, he is the half LEFT. He would have to do his griefing and then...who knows?
There will never be another her, in his heart, she was always the one and always will be too. How ironic that she should have been the first to go, but still, they did have many wonderous years together and even raised three beautiful sons and had the great fortune to see their sons marry and present them with grandchildren. They had a lovely house filled with warmth and love and there's nothing that they regret at all nothing except perhaps the sad and sudden passing of one leaving the other behind to grief and live.
Perhaps the Great One saw that he would be the stronger of the two in the end and decided that this was for the best. Or perhaps this was the Divines' way of cultivating strength in him.
He still doesn't understand why it had to come to this, but he knows that he loves her enough to accept being the one left to grief and in fact, if he had a choice, he would still choose to let her go first because that is how much he loves her.
He was never one to exert his will unless it was something he felt strongly about, but that's just the way he was and she never took advantage of that, in fact that worked perfectly well with her character as well and so they grew to become ONE.
The last time he spoke to her she phoned from the airport. She was not feeling well and wanted him to check her into a hospital but she didn't want him to worry, or perhaps she sincerely believed it, so she told him it wasn't serious. She promised him she'd be back after a quick check up.
The doctors called to say she was in critical condition and that death was a possibility. He heard their words but could not believe them and so found himself in the hospital alone. Eventually, the doctors worried him enough for him to start ringing the family.
Her sons were among the first to arrive followed quickly by her sisters and her brothers. The atmosphere was one of mixed emotions sometimes escalating on hope and other times sunken in despair. Always he would sit quietly pondering with a look of serenity on his face. He held on to all the hope he could muster and that was that. Perhaps he thought that hope alone would and could possibly save her from certain death. Of course, that was just his foolish notion and all too soon she slipped away.
There was but the slightest indication and no one caught it. She already knew she was going but could do nothing about it, perhaps she didn't want anyone to worry as that was always her way and so she said nothing. The doctors said she must have been suffering for a while now and were amazed at her threshold for pain. As with a million other cases, it was cancer but it didn't start out as that which was what gave the family a false sense of security. She did recover slowly for a while before crashing completely.
Everyone came to say goodbye. Friends and family came and all had good things to say about her. There were tears of course, from all except the family for griefing was a very private affair and one did not grief openly under any circumstances, one puts on a shroud of stoicism and plows on. Once the rituals have been completed and the people have been sent home, then and only then can the tears come.
He lost her. He lost her completely and utterly to death. He was released from his vows at last, but stubbornly he holds on. He is ONE no longer, only part of the ONE now, he is the half LEFT. He would have to do his griefing and then...who knows?
There will never be another her, in his heart, she was always the one and always will be too. How ironic that she should have been the first to go, but still, they did have many wonderous years together and even raised three beautiful sons and had the great fortune to see their sons marry and present them with grandchildren. They had a lovely house filled with warmth and love and there's nothing that they regret at all nothing except perhaps the sad and sudden passing of one leaving the other behind to grief and live.
Perhaps the Great One saw that he would be the stronger of the two in the end and decided that this was for the best. Or perhaps this was the Divines' way of cultivating strength in him.
He still doesn't understand why it had to come to this, but he knows that he loves her enough to accept being the one left to grief and in fact, if he had a choice, he would still choose to let her go first because that is how much he loves her.
posted by Princess A at 7/01/2006
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