The time has come. Join me in my walk. We need to talk.
There is much I need to say. My news will hurt, but please do not look away. I want to see the glow in your eyes. I want to remember you that way.
Through thick and thin, you have stood by my side. For many years, I’ve been very ill. We both knew this day would come. It’s time to read you my will.
Doctor Mintz was wrong. I won’t live very long. The cancer has spread. In fact, he wonders why I’m not dead. My faith and will to live are strong and they have often proven science wrong.
Can you feel the wind caressing your face? How about the sun warming your skin? Can you hear the birds chirping? These things are my favorite part of my daily walks. When I’m gone, celebrate my life by remembering and sharing our talks.