Feeling the love

You guys should know that when I walk through the parking garage and into the hospital and go up the elevator and into the critical care waiting area and get buzzed into the hallway and around the corner til I can see Andie's room I'm steeling myself for what's to come visually and emotionally and remembering all the vibes and love that you are sending our way.

Due to lack of time I haven't responded individually but I've read your messages and at times have been taken aback - I don't feel so strong or like I'm doing something unusual.
The power comes from gathering myself and the good stuff all in my mind when I'm going in to see her.

Right now the hardest part is walking away from her when I have to. I wonder if maybe just a few more moments of stimulation of her brain might make a difference? If something could take a turn? Will I miss it?
As I have to leave I think about how unfair it is that she has to be confined in that confusing, disoriented, weird, uncomfortable place - and I get to walk out into to the world. There but for the grace of God.....