Here. 5.15

This hideous disease takes so much. If it takes your hope, I'll hope for you. If you feel it takes your smile, let me tell you, i see the smile of your heart. If it takes your family or friends, i am here. If it takes your freedom, ill fly you in my dreams. I will tell your stories, our stories. I can't make anything easier, i can't stop disease or suffering or endless hurt or fears for your short future. But i can sit with you in it all, not only i can,, , i do and i will. Im too ill now. Too ill to be here regularly or properly, i shouldn't be here to post this but hey. But none of that stops me loving you, holding your failing bodies in my heart, seeing you superior souls everywhere in life, and being deeply grateful for you all. This is so hard. And you are all so wonderful. Alison/tink God bless X x