Cancer, courage, hope and love – “Elizabeth Edwards” final days!

Elizabeth Edwards, the embattled wife of former Sen. John Edwards, has posted what many are interpreting as a goodbye message to her Facebook page. The 61-year-old Edwards -- who separated from her husband in the wake of revelations of his infidelity -- has been battling breast cancer since 2004. It's been reported recently that the cancer had spread to her liver.

According to a statement sent out today by the Edwards family, her doctors have advised that "further treatment of her cancer would be unproductive." A source close to the Edwards family told CBS bluntly, "she is dying" and would probably pass in the coming weeks, if not days.

Writing on her Face book page that "the days of our lives, for all of us, are numbered," Edwards expressed gratitude for the love and support she's received during her years in the public eye.

"You all know that I have been sustained throughout my life by three saving graces -- my family, my friends, and a faith in the power of resilience and hope," she wrote. "These graces have carried me through difficult times and they have brought more joy to the good times than I ever could have imagined... It isn't possible to put into words the love and gratitude I feel to everyone who has and continues to support and inspire me every day. To you I simply say: you know."

NBC's Jeff Rossen reports that Edwards is "comfortable" at home in North Carolina surrounded by friends and family, including her estranged husband.

Elizabeth Edwards, I prayed for you!

“PAIN”

Pain breaks not the calm of the sweet twilight of age, for strength made perfect in weakness bears up with patience under it all. Ripe fruits of choice experience are gathered as the rare repast of life’s evening, and the soul prepares itself for rest.

The Lord’s people shall also enjoy light in the hour of death. Unbelief laments; the shadows fall, the night is coming, existence is ending. Ah no, crieth faith, the night is far spent, the true day is at hand. Light is come, the light of immortality, the light of a Father’s countenance. Gather up thy feet in thy bed; see the waiting bands of spirits!

Angeles waft thee away. Farewell, beloved one, thou art gone, thou wavest thine hand. Ah, now it is light. The pearly gates are opened; the golden streets shine in the jasper light. We cover our eyes, but thou beholdest the unseen, adieu, beloved, thou hast light at even-tide, such as we have not yet! AMEN!

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