Almost

It almost happened.

Two weeks ago the human love of my life tiptoed on the edge of that slippery slope to all places dark and definite.

She had a brain bleed.  Why?  We'll never know.

She's okay now, just enduring the residual low-grade headache that will be part of her life for the next weeks or maybe months. She doesn't seem as sharp to me, but not so much that others who don't know her would notice. Just little things. Hopefully that will disappear as her headaches will with time.

I've never been so absolutely terrified in my life. I've never known what it felt like to stare loss in the face like I did that Sunday afternoon when I had to tell her that her brain had bled and we were going to ICU.   At that moment I knew beyond a doubt that her presence in my life was more important than anything I'd ever experienced before. I couldn't lose her. And I couldn't lose us.

This was written almost 4 months ago.  She's still doing well, and we can chuckle about her mild memory lapses.  A visit to her doctor about a month ago simply confirmed what we'd already figured out -- that this will either go away, or it will be the new normal.  

I love her all the more.