On Love.

I admire my parents for a lot of reasons, but one of the biggest reasons I admire them is for their commitment to eachother. I don't think I've seen it play out in a more real way than I have over the last several months.

I have never been married, but I can imagine that most brides and grooms on their wedding day feel very optimistic about their futures together. They say their vows to love and honor eachother for better for worse, in sickness and in health... but their hopes, dreams and expectations likely lie in the "for better" side of the equation.

For the past six months I've watched my parents walk through the less desireable half of the "sickness and health" promise and I've been so moved by their commitment to eachother.

Its sounds like such a simple thing, but something that really touched me was watching my mom stay in the hospital with my dad each time he has been in there. No matter how many days in a row he had to stay there, she was right there next to him. It was clear that she was committed to being beside him each night for the rest of their lives, even when that meant sleepinng in a chair in the ICU for a week and half straight so that he didn't have to be there alone.

I am pretty sure thats love.