Some people aren’t meant to be alone, 

solitary and strong

Some thrive with the challenge of pairing for life, while others wither with the load.

Today I watched a proud person struggle with the realization they can no longer provide for their other half,

Struggling to continue themselves, unsure where to turn, not wanting to bother those around them, who love and care

I watched that pride crumble under the weight of truth, the knowledge of mortality and grief,

Acceptance 

this was the time they’d planned for, that he’d dreaded, that he’d know would come 

They promised for ever, 

for better or worse, 

That time is now, 

a blessing, a curse