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    Valediction (Two/Three)

    A lot of the nurses came in and congratulated us, along with the family, my mom and dad included. It was strange that we could all be so damn happy in a hospital, but we were, and we stayed that way. At least, everyone did in my presence. I was on cloud nine, feeling like shit and all. None of that mattered now. I was going to marry the girl of my dreams.

    It wasn’t long afterward when Alice told me she’d spoken to Dr. Shapiro about my stopping the treatments. She said she’d talked it over with the nurses and had things set up, so if I wanted to go home, I could. I know I probably should have at least snapped at her for doing that without my consent, but to be honest I was relieved I wouldn’t have to fight her on it. I know it was a bittersweet victory. It had to be horrible, knowing that there was nothing more anybody could do, but none of them, not even my family, ever acted sad or depressed in front of me. I’m sure they must have been, but they never let me know. That’s still one of the greatest gifts I’ve ever gotten.

    I had to stay in the hospital for a couple days after the infection had cleared, just to be sure I was okay to go home. It might have been the engagement, it might have been the relief in not having to do the chemo anymore, who knows, but I felt good. I was happy, truly happy. I had everything that really mattered, and I was free. I was going to go home, I was going to get married, and I was going to live a dream until I couldn’t do it anymore. And I was okay with that.

    Shane got herself ordained over the Internet. I laughed at her about it, but it made sense. Sure, we could have contacted somebody, but what would the point have been? Looking back, I can’t imagine anyone other than Shane performing the ceremony. We thought about going ahead and just doing it in the hospital chapel, but I’d always wanted to get married outdoors, so Bette booked a nice little area on the University’s commons that had flowering trees and other pretty things. I couldn’t wait, and even as the flowers started to wilt on my walls, I felt like the luckiest person on earth.

    Comments

    1. I wanted to stay in my happy place and I was really reluctant to read this story. The fact that it was written by you, persuaded me and I’m glad I did. Even though I am crying my eyes out right now, I’m happy to know thatDana spends her last days with the love of her life and is surrounded by her friends. The story captivated me so much that, after reading it, I realized my music player had been playing Akon with I wanna f*ck you on repeat (don’t ask me why). So I’ve been listening to the most unromatic song while reading your immensly moving story! Weird huh?! Anyways, looking forward to the wedding chapter (and looking less forward to the part where we have to say goodbye to Dana).

    2. I cant express how amazing I thought that was, you’ve got me crying my eyes out. Your writing just blows me away. If I’m crying now I’m gonna be so much worse next chapter but I know its gonna be incredible. You are so unbelievably talented x

    3. hey, I just caught up with this. What can I say? This is one strong piece. I’m kinda speechless. Like some other readers here I was getting choked up while reading some parts. The proposal for example and so many more. I’m glad you decided this to be 3 parts, cause seriously, I couldn’t take more of it, since I know what’s going to happen. AND I’m glad you decided to not put this storyline into your other story. Cause that’s my happy one. And you better be updating that fast, lol.;)Great work.

    4. i don’t think i’ve commented on any story in months but after reading that chapter i couldn’t NOT comment! you literally had me choking on that lump you get at the back of your throat when you’re fighting off tears. i did managed to hold off the tears until the part about alice and the group going to pick fresh flowers. that’s when i completely lost it! you’ve written your version of dana’s cancer story so beautifully. this story it really gives “bittersweet” a whole new meaning. thank you for giving us danish lovers something so precious. i can’t wait to read the final chapter

    5. OMG I’ve not cried so much in a long long time…It’s a sad story butits done in such a great way…..I need to get the hankies out for the next chapter I think! PPS

    6. WOW…Okay I’m totally tearing up at work, but at least I am watching The View in the background which is making me laugh…WOW WOW WOW…this is so beautiful! (BTW I do love my job, just a rough time in the industry). Your writing is amazing! Just simply amazing! I have a feeling when the final chapter comes I will need at least a bottle of wine and a box of tissues.

    7. wow. seriously, wow. im so not a crier, but ive been bawling since page 3. i just wanted it to end so that i could stop weeping, but i also wanted it to keep going b/c its that fucking good. i bow down to u muted :)

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