October 4th 2019.
Max came back home after 4 days in critical condition.
I knew that a day would come when Max would take his last breath before I did. The only thing I ever wanted was to have the moment in our home. In Max's home where we spend zillions of moments. The home where we became so close that we became distant to everything and everyone. The home where our language was smile, air was peace, and life filled with awe and wonder. The home where two living beings became one.
But I also knew, I have no control over that moment and when and where it will happen.
The thing I wanted the most happened at home because he was able to come back home on this day, six years ago.
My Max came back home.
What else more I can ask from life? I just need to pay back for lifetimes to come for that moment in time.
My Max came back home.
Two simple beings had a spectacular time together on this planet. I am eternally grateful for each and every moment.
My Max came back home. And one day, someday, I like to take my last breath in the same home. That's my only wish, desire now.
There is immense beauty in this bond which has changed me in multi-dimensional ways that I can neither comprehend nor explain.
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