I wrote this post during my visit with Hannah in September. I wasn’t quite brave enough to publish it then, but it still speaks to me, so here it is, three months later.
Friday morning began with Hannah leaving early for the hospital. I got up and chatted with her while she got ready, hearing a little bit about a surgery she would be doing later that day. Then I crawled back in bed hoping I might be able to sleep a little more, since my body was still on Pacific time.