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I can’t believe it’s been a year since I was ‘hospitalized and confused”. Last Thursday marked one year since I was hospitalized for bedrest and close monitoring as part of our journey to save Marco. My time in the hospital was full of pain, love, fear, hope, confusion, laughter, and tears. I will never forget it. So many moments from the hospital are playing through my mind…Getting up early in the morning when the resident would stop in. Watching morning television. Doing the non-stress test to check on Marco. Taking an afternoon nap. Visiting with friends and family in the evening that came. Visiting with the cute little nun who would stop in to see me. Playing board games with Bruno as a distraction and to pass time. Writing down questions to ask the doctors. Crying to the nurses when they would ask me how I was doing. Drinking a LOT of water. Eating mediocre hospital food. I had a lovely collection of cards and flowers on my windowsill. My co-worker brought me some of my picture frames from work of Bruno and my dogs. We made it pretty homey in my room. It was really hard to be away from Bruno during that time. Sure, he was at the hospital every evening during the week and most of the day/evening on the weekends. It’s not the same though. I learned how to knit. I learned how to pray the Rosary. I couldn’t read. Everyone who came to visit me brought me magazines and books. I couldn’t read a single one of them. I got up early every day and stayed up late at night because I didn’t want to have trouble sleeping. Luckily, it worked and I was able to sleep pretty well for the most part. I sit here tonight wanting these moments back. I know that time is a healer. Time has helped. At the same time, it hasn’t. It’s so weird that so much time is passing now. I don’t even know where this year went. All of this is just going to get further and further away from me with time. I guess it’s even more reason to make sure that Marco lives on through me. More reason that I need to live life to the fullest to make him proud. One other quick little note: Today I had a visit from a glorious little butterfly at my windowsill at work. He flew over and sat on the other side of the window from me for about 5 minutes. It’s as if Marco came to sit with me for a little while today. The neat thing was that the wind was blowing pretty hard outside. The butterfly sat there withstanding the wind while it’s wings would blow to the side. He was weathering the wind. It was just a reminder that I can stay strong through this wind. Thank you for the visit today Marco. I love you :) p.s. Thank God for Share Union coming up in just 3 days!!!!!