Losing someone, and gaining him back

I could have been left a widow, but God gave him back to me.

5 years after "that" incident, I can still remember everything fresh... that morning, our text messages, where was I when he was admitted to hospital, the phone calls, the train ride and the lonely walk up the hill to the hospital. Finding myself in the ICU, beside this sleeping man whom I have only married slightly over a year, and the nurse walks up to me with papers to sign and a solemn message that the doctor wants to speak to me.

I love you dearly, my sweetheart. Looking back, I don't know how I actually got through the motions and emotions. Looking back, it was not me who was the strongest - Vic only 3 days away from turning 3 months. It was not you who was the strongest, but it was God who was merciful.

Everything happen for a reason, and it was not coincidence that you were there.

I lost you for that 10 seconds that your heartbeat stopped. Every year I'm reminded on this day how God has been so gracious and kind to me, because if I'd have lost you, I'd have lost myself too.

7th July - I celebrate life.