It Crossed My Mind...

It crossed my mind the other day. "I should go see Wendy". It crossed my mind, "it's been too long". It crossed my mind in a heartbeat. It crossed my mind before I remembered.

And I remembered. A woman so strong and beautiful. A mix of heartbreak and tears, faith and smiles. I remember emergency rooms and hospitals. I remember a family pulling together, putting aside differences for a woman we loved. I remember Bible reading, pedicures, and A&E. I remember one-sided conversations, secret smiles, and eyes that held more words than I ever knew possible. I remember a dedicated husband and 2 daughters who did more for their mum than any other family members and professionals combined. I remember saying "you're so beautiful" and the tear that slid down her cheek.

I also forgot. I forgot to say "thank you". For letting me come along and share this last year. For letting me be your voice when yours faded. For trusting that I would make the decisions for you that you would have wanted for yourself. I would do it all over again.

She crossed my mind. And I remembered her.