“I ask everyone to leave the room. I lie next to her in the hospital and hold her hand. I whisper some of my last words to her. She opens her eyes, smiles, and I kiss her. It was the most precious kiss we’ve ever had. The doctors then stop the transfusions.”
“Late the night of July 23, 2011, while lying next to her, she started to lose more blood. She started to struggle breathing, and her body was feeling cold. I held her hand for nine more minutes.”
“That’s when she took her last breath.”
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