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“A forever kiss with my Rune … in our blossom grove … when he finally came home.”
She smiled.
I smiled.
Then she added, “… and my heart almost burst.”

Kiss 1000
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With Poppymin.
When she returned home.
My heart completely burst.

Poppy swallowed and whispered hoarsely,
“Kiss number…” Her brow furrowed as confusion played on her face.
“Nine hundred and three,” I finished for her. Poppy nodded.
“When I came back to Rune,” she added, holding my gaze and weakly squeezing my hand, “just like I promised I would.”

I saw Poppy try turn her head in his direction, but her eyes couldn’t focus. I felt a tug somewhere inside me when her hand reached out. She was searching for me. Even in a confused state, she was searching for my hand.

Mrs. Litchfield ran behind, but when she saw Poppy’s hand clutching mine so tightly, she said,
“You go with Poppy, Rune. I’ll follow straight behind with the girls.”

“But more than anything, I want to return home with your kiss on my lips. I want to pass on to the next life still feeling your warm lips on mine.”
Settling back down onto Rune’s chest, I closed my eyes and whispered, “That’s what I pray for most. To last long enough to achieve these things.”

Leaning forward, I kissed her soft cheek and whispered, “I love you, Poppymin. Forever always.”

Smoothing the crease on his forehead, I said,
“This life’s final adventure. Because I know, with
unwavering faith, that we’ll be together again. Even when this adventure is over, a greater one awaits us on the other side. And Rune, there would be no heaven if you weren’t back in my arms someday.”

“Why does it take a life ending to learn how to cherish each day? Why must we wait until
we run out of time to start to accomplish all that we dreamed, when once we had all the time in the
world? Why don’t we look at the person we love the most like it’s the last time we will ever see
them? Because if we did, life would be so vibrant. Life would be so truly and completely lived.”

She faced me and said, “When I used to look out of that window, when I was missing you so much that it hurt worse than the chemo, I would stare at that breaking dawn and I would think of you. I would think of you watching the sunrise in Norway and it would bring me peace.”