19 days have passed, it feels like it was yesterday, it feels like it's been a lifetime. My heart aches, the years flow. I allow the grief to come, I do not try to bury it, grief is a testament of love. Even though you passed away in my arms, as I held you close to my heart as I wept, I still can't believe you passed on, this isn't real, I must wake up from this awful dream. I prefer to be alone, people ask questions, I'm not ready to answer, I can't keep my composure yet. They mean well, they aren't trying to hurt me, but help, and show compassion. But they cannot understand why I prefer to be alone, they've been blessed to not feel what so many of us feel. I don't know where my future will lead to, what my plans for tomorrow are, but I do know that although our journey together has ended, the road came to a fork, you went one way, I another. I truly believe that the two roads will again meet and become one, when my journey has ended and we will be together again. How I hated to let your hand go, to walk away. I tried to save you, God knows I tried. But you weren't mine to save, it was your time to go home, your energy went back to the heavens, your body returned to star dust. I love you always my Richard, Joe
Cancer Council NSW would like to acknowledge the traditional custodians of the land on which we live and work.We would also like to pay respect to elders past and present and extend that respect to all other Aboriginal people.