white gown from a local charity shop.
I explained.
He smiled by the end.
Then a nurse helped me find a simple white gown from a local charity shop.
Another nurse brought flowers.
I bought a plain silver ring.
“You don’t have to do this.”
When I told Eleanor, she covered her face and cried.
“You don’t have to do this.”
“I know.”
“You barely know me.”
“I know you enough.”
The ceremony happened in the hospice garden.
Before the ceremony, I worried I had gone too far. I asked Eleanor again if she was sure.
She squeezed my hand and said, “Daniel, people spend their whole lives waiting for perfect reasons. I don’t have that kind of time.” After that, I stopped worrying about whether the idea was strange.
The ceremony happened in the hospice garden.
It was small.
Eleanor had a rare burst of energy that day.
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