Floating Away From Those You Love

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For school I was asked to write seven diary entries from somebody who has Alzheimer’s or who knew somebody with the disease. This is what I wrote. The biology teacher that assigned the work to us, cried when she read it and later asked if she could publish it in the annual school magazine. That doesn't happen very often.

Chapter 7 (v.1) - Floating Away From Those You Love - Death

Submitted: April 23, 2010

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Submitted: April 23, 2010

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Thursday the 11th of March 2010
Dear Diary,
Why does crap happen to good people? I suppose it was for the best. Today I attended Petunia's funeral. It was a private ceremony held in the morning of the first day of spring. It seemed as if even the weather was mourning our loss.Petunia requested whilst she was still alive that when her funeral was being held that there would be no black worn, only bright colors as it was the start of new journeys.
I think it is for the best; her passing away. No more suffering, no more pain, no more depression, no more forgetting. She has moved on to a place where she can be set free and live in a state of harmony. Watching over myself, our daughter, our grandchildren, and all those to follow. She will be our own guardian angel keeping us safe from the harm of the real world.
Pneumonia. A word I now hate. It was this that finally ended Petunia's life. The two of us got stuck out in the rain one day, while I caught a cold, Petty's caught a bad cold that progressed on topneumonia.In some ways I am relieved that Petunia is free now, but I am still grieving for her as now I can’t hold her in my arms and attempt to soothe away her worries.
I refuse to remember the Petunia that I came to know before her slow, cruel death. No, I will remember her as the strong, carefree lady that was the love of my life. The Petunia I have spent my whole life with. The journey we shared was full of pain, sorrow, peace, joy, excitement and most of all happiness.I will hold her dear in my heart till the day I die.

Timothy


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