Goodnight baba. Thank you for the glorious sunset.
I forgot something. You taught me never to give up. Never. So I shall not give up. Ever.
To do so would dishonour you. It's okay to grieve. But not for days and days on end. I also promised you that I wouldn't do that again. And I promised you, as you were dying that I would be okay, that it was okay to go. I need to deliver on that promise to you. It was the last promise I made you. How could I break a promise to the one person, the only man who never, not once let me down.
The sun will rise again tomorrow and I will shed this attitude as it does so. For you. For me. For love. And Light.
(Go well brave warrior woman, for the sun will rise again tomorrow.)
And rise it shall.
And rise I shall.
... for Love is stronger than death.