The week had been a difficult one. I spent several nights at the hospital watching the one I had loved for so long slowly fade away. We had spent many years; falling in love and then got married. That was an eternity ago, yet its memory still feels as fresh as the day it happened.
Time passes too quickly. We raised a family together with plenty of joys and sorrows, peaceful evenings and stressful circumstances. We went through a lot of hard times, but we went through them together. Now we were making her final journey, together. During this week, I had seen many come and go in the room. It was good to watch her occasional smile or even recall a family member’s name when they began to speak. Those times, however, were few and far between. Most of the day she would lay there hooked up to machines as she slept. That was so unlike her. She had been active. She used to rise early and would be on the move until she went back to bed at night. I don’t know how she did it then, but now ... now those days were gone. Now she was at rest with her Savior, her spirit gone from this Earth.