On January 1, 1990, I met Tom, the love of my life. On May 15, 2001, I helped him die.
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“Dearest Steve, If you’re reading this, it worked! I hope it did, for both our sakes. You have given me more than anyone could possibly want. I am so sorry it came down to a youthful death, but I need to sleep and you need to get on with your life without more worry about me. If that is a gift to give, then I give you my spirit to have with you at all times.”