Adult Blogger: TAYLORBOW TAYLOR BOW asked that question hours ago. I didn't have an answer. I decided I would sit here holding her hand until I knew why. Now I know why and I don't want to let go."
"Why are you holding her hand?"
"I am loving God by loving her. I am holding the hand of God."
"Do you know how that sounds?"
"Yes. I don't even go to church. I just don't have any other way to say what I feel."
"You could say "I am holding Life in my hand. I am in touch with Love."
He was quiet a long time. Sio didn't move. Her breathing was shallow and regular. The monitor showed numbers for her pulse rate and blood pressure. The machine softly beeped when a drop of her meds dropped into her IV tube. The light in the room slowly got brighter with the approach of dawn. I could see a clock on the wall behind Pete. Six o'clock.
Pete stood and leaned over Sio. He still held her hand. His lips touched hers. He stood back up and continued to watch her.
Sio's eyes opened and she smiled. She mouthed the words, "Thank you," and gripped both our hands a little tighter.
At seven-thirty a doctor came in and examined Sio. He explained to us everything he knew about her condition. The key information was that her heart was good and the damage was minor. She would stay in the hospital two or three days and then go home, if there would be someone there to care for her besides Jake. We assured the doctor that she would have twenty-four hour a day care. He spoke to the nurse and made notes. He ordered breakfast for Sio.
