Today, the most precious person in my life died of a heart attack at the age of 53. Bran Everseeking, Thomas Hugh Dunbar, died just 5 days after turning 53. Despite the efforts of the cadiac care team at Royal University Hospital, Thomas went into cardiac arrest and was declared dead shortly after.
I got to see him after he died. I told him how much Boy and I loved him. I prayed that he hold tight to his path, because that will always be the right direction.
And now I’m lost. I don’t know where to turn. We were supposed to get old together. We were supposed to hold hands and shake our respective canes at the kids on the lawn. He wasn’t supposed to die.
But he did.
Boy and I will continue on together. We will miss this light that shone so brightly in our lives.
Farewell, my love.