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Tomas sat with their youngest son Graham on his lap. He stared in wonder at the curly brown head. How could they have just celebrated his arrival here and then today be mourning the loss of his Godmother. As the last of the guest walked out the front door, He raised his head to look at his wife of 10 years. Eloise was beautiful to him, even in her mourning, she radiated love and warmth. Tomas knew she was missing her close friend, but she'd opened her arms and their home to Angeline's family and other friends. She made herself their center, their port of call during this harsh time, when one should have been immersed in festivities. Angeline and Elois had lived life like twins. Adventures, love all of it had been intertwined. It had been devastating to both women when Angie had learned too late she'd had Christmas eve. Missing one of the Key elements of the season. Of their lives. The cancer that had resided in Angeline's breast had been slowly spreading through out her body. Her sudden decline in health was the result of it taking over the last of her organs. The doctors had been powerless to save her. Any treatment would only add to her agonizing pain. The doctors had taken a moment to speak with each female present at the hospital, ensuring them that if they but only test regularly most their lives could be saved. Had Angeline gone to any of the hundreds of appointments she'd scheduled then canceled her life may have been spared. But what ifs and should haves were pointless.. Elois had raged. How could someone so smart, so intelligent not have regular check ups. But Angie had lived life for the next rush. Moving from one epic adventure to the other, with out ever having so much as a common cold. When she'd began to fill sick and not have any strength, she and Eloise argued nightly about her need to go to the doctor. She'd been over to visit with the kids when she passed out in the kitchen. Little Graham had run to his brothers, insisting the twins help he with his angel. The older boys thought he'd meant the angel for the Christmas tree. At six the twins thought they were grown and had decided they could replace the ornament themselves. When they went to the kitchen to get a chair on which to stand, they found the fallen angel that had graham in tears. They'd dialed 911 and then called Tomas home explaining that Auntie Angel was sleeping on the floor in the kitchen and their cookies were burning in the oven. Here they were on the eve of
Rising slowly he walked with Graham towards Eloise and wrapped her into his arms with their son. Standing for a moment he inhaled, just relishing this time, burning it into his memory and willing Elois to do so as well.
"Hey Alice, lets put this little mouse to bed and have a rest, twiddle Dee and Dum will be home tomorrow and it will be full steam ahead"
He guided his love down the hall, stopping briefly to put Graham to bed. Removing his miniature suit he smiled as the child curled into his side. Graham cuddled the teddy bear that Angeline had just given him for his birthday and snuffled out a little sigh. Elois pulled the blankets up over the baby and ran her finger through his curls. Love and sadness poured from her eyes.
Arm and arm Tomas and Eloise made their way down the hall to their room. Once inside Tomas sat Elois on the edge of the bed and slowly removed her clothes. As he removed each shoe he massaged her stocking covered feet, before easing the dark nylons offer her legs and wadding them up. He had Elois stand before him and he lifted the simple black sheath dress over head and tossed it too onto the floor. He made short work of her black bra then wrapped her his flannel pajama top. Pushing slightly he guided her back on to the bed, then gathered her discarded clothes and tossed them into the hamper. Tomas changed into his own pajamas and tee shirt before starting the fire in their hearth and climbing into bed..
As soon as he settled back against the head board Eloise climbed into his lap and wiggled her way between his legs with her back to his front. Once she was settled she leaned her dark head back against his shoulder and nuzzled her nose into the side of his neck. They sat that way gazing into the flames. Each reflecting on thier life and their blessings.
After a time Eloise began to open the button on the pajama top. She kept her gaze forward so she didn't see the questioning look one Tomas's face. When she had every button undone, she placed her hands on Tomas's and slowly brought them up her torso to rest inside the shirt on her breast. Once his hands where in place, she raised her arms further over her head and then linked her fingers behind Tomas's neck. At this angle her breast were thrust out further into Tomas's hands. Understanding came slowly, but it came and Tomas began to slowly move his fingers over her velvety coal skin. He touched her with reverence and love, but he touched her slowly and firmly, relearning the curves of her breast. The breast that had not only nursed and comforted his sons, but himself. He committed the weight and shape to his mind, to the very molecular make up of his fingers and palms. He spent what cold have been hours with his eyes closed and his fingers molding and shaping the heavy flesh. Finally when, he felt Eloise release her linked hands and bring her arms down. He stopped his ministrations and wrapped her in his arms. Turning slowly, Tomas rolled them to one side and tucked her in close to his body.
Finally they slept.
I can't say it enough ladies. Your health is so special, and so fleeting and fragile. This holiday season Give me a gift. Give yourselves and your family and friends a Gift.
Have a mammogram . They even have the new digital ones...Please, have a full check up and ask for a mammogram as well. schedule a time each year... go with a friend. I am going to the free clinic here the day after my birthday... Don't take the risk that you'll just be ok. Cancer is Long and painful, no matter what form it comes in. And it doesn't just stay in one form. It can spread quickly in a matter of days, mins and hours. Please take care of yourselves