I felt crushed with guilt and remorse as I remembered the times we fought…
I wanted to remember all the good times instead.
The times we laughed and joked together.
The times we?d stroll down the beach at sunset on vacation, hand in hand.
How happy we felt as we held our grandchild for the very first time
Those wonderful family Thanksgiving dinners filled with joy and laughter.
And the day we got married. It was the best day of my life.
Now her life was about to come to a cruel and painful end without her dream of seeing her grandkids grow up and graduate.
The doctor told us she had little hope of pulling out of her diabetic coma and if she did, nerve damage would make her life a living hell.
We?d never get to go on the beautiful trip to Europe we?d been saving for.
And what hurt most was I never got to say goodbye.
All Those Happy Moments. All Those Dreams. Gone.