Cruel instruction often reinforces a softhearted message.
Today my reminder rings true: it is better to love. In all
scenarios, it is better. She reminded me of that lesson every single day.
“My darling, a time may come when you no longer need me. I
hope you always find comfort knowing that, though I will be sad, I’ll
understand.”
I chuckled every time she sent the text, then fed her my response
to our playful tête-à-tête.
“I always hoped you would remember by now, though I am more
than happy to remind you again. A day may come, my darling, when you can no
longer hold on to our life. It will not be my choice, but I’ll never mourn your
loss. I will understand. I will always need you.”
Then she would call.
“Like before?” she would ask.
“Like before,” I’d reply, always adding, “but unlike any
other time.”
My prediction came true today. I have no other choice than
to rejoice once more. Every day of my life, for as long as I am cursed to go
on, I will always need her.
