These two moments were all I could think of when my husband was fighting for his life in the ICU, just before our youngest daughter's wedding in September, 2009. More detail about that is in my earlier blog from yesterday if you're curious. But this morning as I kissed him good-bye, both of us just starting our day, I reminded myself of these two moments . . . two moments I didn't think were possible as I sat beside his bed with him so close to death.
He remembers little from her wedding or any of the precious moments spent planning it because he had been so ill. But these two moments, these two precious moments, he remembers with great detail. Our daughter, too, will have them forever close to her heart whenever she recalls how close we came to losing him and just how important it is to never give up.
