Whoever said life was easy, has obviously never been married. Or had kids... If I had known things were going to end up this way, would I have done anything different? Said something different? Would anything I could have done changed things? I knew in that moment it didn't matter. Everything we had been through, right from the beginning of all this, had led me to this moment.
I sat there for a while. Thinking about my options. How was I going to do this? I was scared, sure, I'd be an i***t if I wasn't. But I didn't care. It wasn't the first time I was scared for my life, my family's lives. And given my history, it probably wasn't going to be the last time. Right then I had to cast that fear aside to save my family. We had already lost so much, had spent entirely too much time in and out of the hospital. I wanted this to be over. Now.
Gathering myself, and attempting to muster up some courage, I walked forward, not knowing what the hell was behind that door. What in the hell I would see. I just hoped I wasn't too late...