Whenever I want to unfurl my emotions, I read your work. A tear slid down my cheek, and I'm hoping it's because I'm reading without my glasses. But I know this is not true. The hero in this work to me is Priscilla. It is hard for those going through it, but sometimes I believe it's harder for the loved ones. Watching someone they adore slowly wither in front of them. She is a strong woman, and I hope she spends the months they have left giving this man the time of his life as she can permit, but also healing herself for the time ahead. I aspire to be a writer as amazing as yourself, friend. Someday I would. But for today, I'll enjoy the loveliness and peace embedded in this work, and try as I might not to wander off to sad thoughts.❤️