I toss the blanket aside heading to my bedroom to dress. “Can I wear pajama pants?” I ask Stella. ‘Seems very disrespectful’ she indicates with a wide yawn.
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I told him that if he calms down, I would give him a pen and paper so he could ask me anything ... “The first thing he wrote is… ‘Where the f**k am I?’” We collectively pause and exhale a burst of laughter.
Note: This is the fifth installment in the Breath of Heaven series. If you're new here, Welcome! If you'd like to start with the first installment please click here. “We need to sleep in a real bed,” Travis exclaims. I wrestle with the decision to leave Greg’s side. “No one is dying tonight, Mom,” Evanne... Continue Reading →
Note: This is the fourth installment in the Breath of Heaven series. If you're new here, Welcome! If you'd like to start with the first installment please click here.I open my eyes. The sideways sallow hall light ushers with it a creeping sense of dread, low-level anxiety threatens to balloon into full-blown freakout. I feel... Continue Reading →
This is the third installment of this series. If you're new here find the first installments here: Breath of Heaven and here: Breath of Heaven - Then. Thank you for your patience as I work through this story. Please share with others. The blue-black sky holds my broken heart in its grip. I glance up... Continue Reading →
This is the second installment in the story of Greg's cardiac arrest. Thank you for your patience as I struggle to work through the events. It's harrowing and cathartic both. If you haven't read the first installment you can click here. Sometimes the things you think'll never happen - happen just like that.The Impossible, Miller... Continue Reading →
I’m standing in the sunbeam path trembling as I watch it settle just above the heads of four paramedics kneeling over Greg, my husband.
Our eyes meet as the paramedics jog the gurney away from me down the dreadfully long hall hurrying toward the waiting ambulance. I attempt a reassuring aspect but fail miserably. His color changes from pasty white to gray in an instant. He struggles to breathe. I hold my breath. I swallow a sob as I... Continue Reading →