vigil
I promised my friend Nina I would not let her die alone. And so I wait with her, for her.Today, someone in the nursing home (not a staff member) said, "She doesn't know you're here. You should go home."
"But I know I'm here," I said. I told Nina I would be here–there weren't conditions attached to that. Not if it was convenient or if she knew I was here or if I was well-rested, no. I told her I would be here. And so I am here.
The nurse told me last night that Nina was "actively dying."
"Aren't we all?" I asked.
Aren't we all.
May Nina soon rest beautifully, exuberantly, peacefully, amazingly, mischievously in peace.
[photograph taken with Nina's permission]