i would ask you to pray for her.
this afternoon i held her hand and read this aloud. she closed her eyes and the words seemed to settle her soul.
i kissed her forehead and told her that she could take a nap when the clock told me i really needed to go. she looked at me for another second and i wondered if i could step away and leave her alone in that bed. i squeezed her hand again and forced myself to turn. i stopped at the door and glanced back to see her laying there, eyes closed, with that one hand that moves clutching her sheet.
right now she needs a miracle to live. so please pray.