In the end, it wasn't cancer that got the better of you.
It was I.
I got your strength.
I got your serenity.
I got your humor.
I got your kindness and your abiding good will.
I got wild, raucous rides, and I got long moments in the sun.
I got your heart-stopping energy.
I got your peace.
In the end, I gave you what you most needed:
Permission to go and help to get through.
And in the end, I got from you what I most needed:
Memories of a life well-loved.