Dear MadCap,
Thank you for sharing this with me. That day came for us.
Tommy took me in his arms on Jan 28, 1984. He gave me love and life. 41 years of love.
Jan 1st, 2025, I held Tommy in my arms as he took his last breath and took all my love and most of my soul with him. Just the two of us alone, at home, as it's always been. I cried and held him for what seemed an eternity. I laid him back down on he bed. I closed his barely opened eyes. I undressed him, bathed him his last bath, and redressed him. I changed the bed linens and blanket. I cried and talked to him the entire time. It was the most excruciatingly painful thing I've done my entire life and the most loving I've ever done. It was my honor and privilege to do it. Tommy is my love, my whole world and always has been. How could I allow strangers to give him his last bath?
I've heard it said that the good memories replace the bad ones. Not this time. Not this memory. It is bittersweet and I will never let it go. I am proud I showed him dignity and respect and love, no matter how painful it was. He would have done the same for me. The memory lives with me everyday, unfading. Every second of every image seared into my mind.
I'm sorry I shared so much personal information about myself, Tommy and that day. Yet I am not sorry. Your literary work speaks for itself. You feel, you write and you share universal thought and emotion. You are truly gifted.
May You Always Be Healthy, Safe and Happy and LOVED
Reis
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