Thank you so, so much for your affectionate reply. I can't express in words how much it means to me.
You don't have to be sorry for me though - easier said than done, I know.
I'm much older than you and had a very intense life. The fact that I seem to be done for doesn't erase all the great moments I had.
Spend as much time with your loved ones as you can. I wish you could live long enough to reach my age and experience some of the joy I had, so I'm the one who should feel sorry.
But I believe that, for most of the things in this world, quality is more important than quantity. Life expectancy is no exception.
Yes, messaging you would be nice, but I'd like to share, not vent. And I would only do it if you're feeling like sharing too - I just don't want to make you sadder.
Hope you can understand me, if yes - we have a deal.
Thank you for allowing me to cry. As fucked up as it seems, crying has been my almost constant companion these last few years. It brings me comfort, so thank you for bringing my companion back to me.