Can’t Be Sick Of You If I Tried

(I have frequent seizures due to a medical problem that has not been diagnosed yet. I’m due to go to Johns Hopkins in Baltimore, Maryland. My boyfriend had a twin sister who had a seizure that caused a heart attack which resulted in her death.)

Boyfriend: “I promise I’ll see you every day and bring you flowers and hold you as long as they let me.”

Me: *not wanting to bring up his sister; as it is a very touchy subject I try to talk around it* “I’ll be in here for two weeks at minimum, [Boyfriend]. That’s at least a four-hour drive here and back.”

Boyfriend: “You mean that much to me. I don’t mind.”

Me: “But—”

Boyfriend: “My sister died from a seizure. I didn’t visit her once because I couldn’t bear to see her like that. She died and I didn’t get to tell her how much I loved her. I’m not losing you too. I’ll be here every day as long as they let me.”

(Twelve years later and he proposed!)