It was a Tuesday.
No, the dates aren’t the same. It was actually Nov 8th where today is Nov 6th. Things weren’t good. I had talked with Karla at Duke and she had arranged for us to go up a week early. Our appointment wasn’t until after lunch, so we didn’t have to get up early and rush to get ready. Les got up to go to the bathroom. It was taking longer than usual. I didn’t hear anything going on. He didn’t call my name. But I knew I needed to check on him. When I turned the corner, there he was.
He had fallen.
I will never forget the look in his eyes as he said to me “Well, I guess this says it all.”
Words that would drive the course of that day.
You see, it was that day we heard those dreaded words.
“Mr. Stanley, there is nothing else we can do.”
As I think back over the events of that day, I saw hope drain from Les. He had fought so hard.
He had been given so many good days. But now, the truth of the situation loomed larger than we wanted to believe.
Thankfully, we didn’t know just how soon he would leave us. We thought we had a few months.
God had other plans.
For Les, He had better plans.
Lots of love, Sharon