Love

There is less to report these days. That's a good thing because Elaine's days are becoming more predictable. Doctors, nurses, physical therapists, and specialists come and go and while we are grateful for fewer events, that makes for long days (and nights).

As mentioned before, in the last three weeks there have been many miracles, tender mercies and, I must include, tender moments. I have seen a love that I've only seen before a few times. That is the sweet exchange that takes place between Lynn and Elaine each time their eyes meet. So much is said without a single word being leaving their lips. There is tenderness, understanding, compassion, empathy and adoration that must only come from enduring life's hardest moments together.

As I've walked through ICU, past each room, there are many rooms that don't have anyone in them except the patient lying in the bed. I don't know their situations but what I do know is that Elaine has never had to endure a day alone because Lynn has been by her side every moment of each day.

We have had the pleasure of having Grandpa stay with us for the last three weeks but that doesn't mean he has been here that much. He stays at the hospital until they kick him out around 7:00 pm for shift change. He comes home, eats dinner, spends time hugging and talking to our boys and then he heads to bed. Then, while most of the world is fast asleep (around 4:30 am), he showers and sneaks out so that he can be there when Elaine awakes and they face the day together.

What a blessing it has been to witness such love and adoration. It's truly a love to strive for. A love that can carry each other through hard times and a love that will carry on through all eternity.