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Ghandi was a great man and walked everywhere he went so the skin on his feet became very cracked and hard, and due to continual hunger strikes was fraile but maintained his amazing almost supernatural gifts of peace and understanding, but again due to his eating habbits his breath was horrible. So Ghandi was a...

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I am proud to say I am a Mother, a Daughter, a Student, an Employee, a Minister, a Healer, a Poet, a Cynic, an Activist, and many more things that change on a moment-by-moment basis. I live in constant amazement of this adventure we call life, and acknowledges that while the road may be bumpy, the ride is exciting. I graduated from the Registered Nurse program at Alpena Community College in May 2004. In August 2010 I received my BSN and the, ever the glutton for punishment I went back to school and obtained my MBA with a specialization in Healthcare Administration in May 2012. I am contemplating going on for my PhD APRN. If I decide to do that... SHOOT ME! I am a manager for a not for profit hospice agency based in Michigan, but the position allows me to work remotely so I may be traveling a lot over the next few years. I battled and defeated breast cancer and now I am living life to the fullest!

Monday, November 01, 2010

He lay beside her and gently ran his fingers across her cheek, whispering words into her ear; words that meant nothing and everything at the same time. Her breathing was jagged. Long deep breathes followed by shallow gulps of air and then nothing for 10-15-20 seconds at a time. Every time her breathing paused like this he was sure she was gone and that he lost his chance to tell her that he loved her but then she would take a long deep breath and he knew he had her for a moment longer and could delay his confession for yet another 30 seconds.


The wind was blowing through the cracks in the window sill and the snow swirled softly around in the sunny winter's light. She loved to watch the snow fall and would sit at the window and watch it for hours. Often times she would remark how clean it made everything look. Like it was washing away the sins of the planet. Today would be a fitting day for her to die.


He snuggled in close to her, holding her hand and resting his head on her shoulder as a tear streaked its way down his face. He tried to match his breathing with hers and found that he was becoming light headed in the attempt. He knew the end was near and if he was ever to let her know the time would have to be now.


"Kathryn, I know that you detest these words, but my heart needs to scream them out from the highest mountain top. I refuse to lose you without you knowing how much you mean to me. Obviously we meet under some pretty strange circumstances and this relationship took on a life of its own. I love you, my Darling Kathryn. I will never regret a moment we spent with each other and you are the..."

"Stop" she whispered. Her eyes remain closed, but he is sure, yes he KNOWS that she uttered that solitary word.


"I can not stop any more that you can continue. I want to take you dancing on the beach in the moon light. I want to sing to you in the rain. I want to hold your hand as we grow old and sit on the couch and yell at the idiots on Jeopardy. I want you to cook terrible meals that smell up the entire house and then I want to rescue the evening by running to the store for cheeze wiz and saltines. I want you to be the woman I can call..."


"Stop" she says again. This time he knows he has heard it, though by looking at here it appears she has not moved an inch and that her breathing is still in her regularly irregular pattern that is has been in for the ast 2 hours.

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