Last night I knelt next to Elisabeth's bedside as she whimpered in discomfort. There she was - with her legs bound - next to me - with my back bound. What a fine pair we made!
I whispered to her that sometimes we go through hard things, but in the end it's always for the better. This I know.
And even though she didn't comprehend my words, she did find comfort in my voice - and for that I'm grateful.
I wish a blessed Thanksgiving to all.
