Death Cannot Stop True Love
They know that there is no more hope. The doctor maintains that there is no chance of recovery.
But they know it's just a course of life. He's not young, after all.
Tom has already said goodbye to his grandchildren, son-in-law and other people close to his heart. Now it is only him and Sybbie, waiting for the inevitable.
The lamp casts a dim light on the bed and the chair on which Sybbie is sitting. She is holding her father's hand calmly, but firmly.
"You'll meet Mama soon," Sybbie finally decides to break the silence.
"I've never been parted from her. Not really. But yes, I'm happy that I'll join her for eternity."
"Tell her that I love her."
"I will."
A tear falls down Sybbie's cheek. Tom notices it.
"Don't cry, my darling, I had a good life."
He means it. He had a good and fulfilled life. He met so many wonderful people, and so many of his dreams were fulfilled. So many things brought him joy. He made something out of himself, just as he had promised Sybil. He leaves behind himself books and articles as well as a better world and a better Ireland. He worked so hard to achieve all these things, but it was all was worth it in the end. However, his greatest achievement is without a doubt Sybbie. Such a wonderful, generous, passionate and strong woman. Just like her mother.
Sybil. The only woman he's ever loved. The woman who changed his life for the better. The woman who always gave him strength, even after she had left the world of living. After her death there was a time when he lost his spirit, but then he regained it when he found her again. She's never really left him.
Tom looks into Sybbie's eyes and sees his wife's eyes instead. So close.
"Da?" Sybbie quietly asks through tears.
He closes his eyes. He feels that someone takes his hand into hers. Yes, hers. He recognizes the touch.
Sybil?
Sybil!