Dear Tiger,
I haven’t lost you yet but my heart is just shattered into pieces. I write this in tears because I don’t know how to get through this day. As I watch your IV drip, as I listen to the sound of you snoring… a little relieved that maybe you’re just fine and you’re not in pain right now. I don’t want you to go and run towards the rainbow, I want you to stay with me so we can walk around the neighborhood again tomorrow. But I’m afraid that it’s also asking for too much when you’ve always been the goodest boy for over six years.
Ever since the day you first got sick, I always whisper, “ten more years.” Can’t we just have ten more years together, and ten more after that?
Today I’m so scared to whisper that again to your ears. All I can muster up to say is that I love you and if you want to sleep, I will let you sleep. But if you still can and want to, please… just stay with me a little longer.
