Time

There are days, like today, that I feel that time is slipping through my hands like water. Time is not the only thing that is slipping away, but it has by far the biggest impact.
I left on a business trip on the sixth. I was out of communication for a while (which is not normal) and it tore me up. I visit Ash every day in the hospital. I tuck Lily into bed and read her a story every night. I make her breakfast every morning, even if I have to get up early, I make it to go for her. I call her when I'm at work. Being out of communication, which was once such a normal thing for every human being, is now close to impossible. For more than a week, I couldn't see my Lily. She could've said a hard word, or learned something new. Ash could've woken up suddenly, or had a seizure. I wouldn't have been there with them through it. I wouldn't have learned until today, when I came into the airport.
Time. Humans hold onto it so dearly. Just yesterday, I was a small child, it seemed. Now look, I have a child. I have a husband, who once was able to carry me over the threshold after our wedding. Where has all the time gone?
I cherish time. Time I get with anyone is never wasted.

Today, when I went and saw Ash, he had color in his face. Ash has been in a coma for a little over a month. He doesn't have the thick black hair he used to due to the many surgeries he's had the past few weeks. His latest was two and a half weeks ago, and since then, he's been well. His brain is no longer swelling due to seizures.
The doctors said he could wake up from a matter of days to weeks. But only when he chooses.
I hope it's soon.


I hope, I hope, I hope.....

Much love.