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She lost her ability to speak, and I forced her hand to write

down her request, her cry for help. What was I thinking,
making her go to this extreme to communicate with me? I

should have known better. I now understand that request in

writing. Joyselyn’s last signature of hope, wanting to keep a
promise she made just hours before. To get well, and when it

was time, we would go together. Oh,’ Yahuwah? How often

have I mentioned that I never wanted to be so empty not to be

at Joyselyn’s side? Now, alone, I realize that I failed to keep that
promise to her. Instead of choosing a life together, I decided

the separation.

Joyselyn’s last request and cry for help. She wanted to live. I

failed—just another broken promise. My all-time worst failure
was to do the right thing by keeping my word.

My Joyselyn, the strongest woman I have ever known.
Jan. 21, 2020 She loved beyond all faults, cried behind closed doors, and

fought battles that I, nor anyone else were made aware.

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