There is always time to say 'I love you'

Posted Wednesday, May 27, 2015, at 10:05 AM
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    Great letter. Recently lost my wife to cancer and during the 14 years I was honored to share in her life, I never once missed the chance to say "I love you" to her. I would start and end each day with those words. My regret is not telling my parents that more often during the time they were with us. Once again great letter and keep tell your family those 3 little words and mean them.

    -- Posted by Old capt obvious on Wed, May 27, 2015, at 4:09 PM
  • Next time get your butts dressed and drive to the hospital. That 15 minutes might save your life.

    -- Posted by gmoney on Thu, May 28, 2015, at 5:28 PM
  • Just sharing. Those three little words! How precious and healing it is to hear and even more excellent to say with the feeling that is attached. I am so inspired to share a monumental moment I experienced. I can share this because I know that you will appreciate the total miracle that it is.

    Several years ago, after some really distant times where life bleeds and you lose sight of the really wonderful reasons that you are devoted to another, my husband spirited me away to the Miracle Hot Springs. We left all the stress behind, hoping to reconnect. Striving for those special moments alone with your love and ready to totally touch each other again. Afterwards, as I basked in the glory of the moments where we found the connection, the special time where we realize how blessed we are to have one another, my love looked pale. He was having trouble and I thought it was the hot spring water. So I told him that I would drive to the first place where I could get him something to re-hydrate. I stopped on the outskirts of Hagerman and when I returned to the car, fully believing that liquids would solve it all, I discovered him rigid, reaching for me in total pain and fear. I knew he was in cardiac arrest. I started CPR but the car seat was too soft. I ran into the store and yelled to call 911. Returned and continued but I knew that I needed to get him out of the car. I screamed. "God, I need help here!" And a woman and man appeared. They helped me pull him onto the hard ground where I started CPR again. It seemed an eternity before the Hagerman paramedics could show up. I heard, "Gooding ambulance is 20 minutes away." I was exhausted but the woman cheered me on, kept encouraging me until the EMT's could take over. Once they showed up and Ken died twice as the defibrillator shocked him twice to bring him back. I stood there praying, screaming at God to not take him, while we waited for that ambulance to finally arrive. Seriously, a heart attack in Hagerman! Of all places! I love that place but where is that **** ambulance?? I knew that he was going to make it when he said to the EMT's, "I can take my flannel off! You don't have to cut it~" My God was answering. Ken was taken by ambulance all the way to Twin Falls. The heart doc just happened to be there, on site and therefore he was seen immediately. Ken had 100% blockage and shouldn't have made it that long drive alive! Now here we are today, celebrating every March 26 as a blessing from God that he survived. Seriously, 7% of heart attacks that occur away from the hospital ever survive. Ken had warning signs unlike most people, though he ignored it. I can't help but know within my heart that though what happened to you and Ken and so many others is terrible, a crisis or immediate danger can become just what God ordered to make a serious change in lives. We need to understand what is important. We need something to slap us in the face that reality isn't always what we think it is but more a split second of clarity; a dangerous blessing that makes all the difference in our life that ultimately will affect the lives of all who love you. You are so lucky to have been blessed with that crisis. And your loved ones will never be the same for sharing it with you.

    -- Posted by kimkovac on Tue, Jun 16, 2015, at 10:17 PM
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