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33 days in hospital, second day of some speech.. finally he can speak.. but his voice is childlike, so sweet but full of pain.. he said "I'm sorry"... my knees felt weak and i had to sit down before i'd collapse.. it's getting harder every day.. now i can actually hear him suffering.. but he is healing.. my little star will shine again..

they are taking him far, far away.. to the land of the free.. and i cannot go with him... i failed him, i failed our love.. i am unable to be there when he will need me the most.. and so my life is over.
the countdown has began..

3 more weeks and then what?