My Saving Grace

My child is my saving grace. She seems to know just what her parents need. She senses that things are changing. I can tell she's a little worried. When we're away from Scott she asks about him more than usual.
And she's been obsessed with our wedding album.

We've looked at it every night since Sunday. I remember it was Sunday because Scott was sitting on the couch in the great room. It was the last time he was there.

She asks who everyone is and wants to hear the story of our wedding.

She asks where she was during the wedding. We tread dangerously close to the bird and bees conversation.

My favorite part is when she says "and you lived happily ever after."

I assure her that we have. A little different than the Disney fairy tale but a fairy tale none the less.
I love this stroll down memory lane. Scott got to join in the journey on Sunday and Monday. He hasn't been able to since but we'll try again tonight if Kate wants.
She comments on how daddy didn't have an "ouchie leg" then and how tall he is. I hope she can remember him that way. Stronger, healthier, more "Scott".

With morning brought slightly better breathing for Scott. He even managed to eat something today. It wasn't much but the day isn't over yet. I pulled out all the stops and made an apple pie to try to entice him.

Bonnie and Nancy stopped over for a short visit. Seeing them brought many smiles to our home but has thoroughly worn Scott out. A few members of his man posse are due to come over tonight and I'm already worried.
But let's face it, there is no time left. Hell, last night I didn't think I would have today. So this isn't the time to stop. Embrace every moment. Breathe it in.

The continue love, support, prayers carry me through. I'll have a moment of worry or doubt and I'll get a message and things get better. Thank you all for rescuing me.