Prayer request.
My wife is in the ICU right now, barely holding on. She just went through a second surgery to remove ovarian cancer, and now it looks like they’ll have to take her uterus too — the one thing she begged them not to take. But none of that matters anymore if it means saving her life.
I don’t deserve her. I know that. I’ve broken promises, crossed lines I can never uncross. I betrayed the woman who gave me everything her love, her loyalty, a family. I was selfish. Stupid. I threw it all away chasing things that meant nothing.
Now I sit here, watching machines breathe for her, and all I can do is beg whatever higher power is listening to please please don’t take her from me. Let her live. Let her come back. I swear I’ll never stop fighting to be the man she should’ve had all along. I’ll burn every bridge to my old life. I’ll tear myself apart if it means stitching us back together.
I just want one more chance. One more chance to love her right. To be the husband, the father, the partner I failed to be.
Please, God. Don’t let this be how our story ends.
I don’t deserve her. I know that. I’ve broken promises, crossed lines I can never uncross. I betrayed the woman who gave me everything her love, her loyalty, a family. I was selfish. Stupid. I threw it all away chasing things that meant nothing.
Now I sit here, watching machines breathe for her, and all I can do is beg whatever higher power is listening to please please don’t take her from me. Let her live. Let her come back. I swear I’ll never stop fighting to be the man she should’ve had all along. I’ll burn every bridge to my old life. I’ll tear myself apart if it means stitching us back together.
I just want one more chance. One more chance to love her right. To be the husband, the father, the partner I failed to be.
Please, God. Don’t let this be how our story ends.