225 Saturday Reflections

(Winona)

Saturday morning greets me with a quiet kind of heaviness. I’m back in the penthouse trying to be awake enough to spend some time with Abby after another long night at the hospital.

Jayden is still with tiny Henry, and he’ll be home for lunch and a nap later. Ashlyn’s time on life support is almost up, and it’s like a shadow that hangs over every minute of the day. In limbo, almost.

But life goes on, as it always does.

Lisa is here and she’s in the same dress as last night. She called and asked if I could pick her and Cass up from doing the walk of shame. I was about to leave the hospital anyway.

She’s sitting in the living room with a cup of coffee, looking every bit like the best friend I need right now.

“How’s Henry?”

“Oh, Lisa, he’s so incredibly small. I can’t even believe babies can survive like that.”

“I guess the will to survive is a basic instinct. I hope he makes it.”

“So do I. I think it will kill us both if he doesn’t. But there are just so many things that can go