What mattered most was that Ann awakened Phil to the way life could and should be lived.
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She knew we needed to talk about it. And we did. For hours.
Planning was essential, including getting me, a guy who had needed help all the time, to the point I could be a caregiver myself.
Now that woman who saved my life in so many ways is fading away. And God seems to be going with her.