I find this painting fascinating. It's from a mural by Laura Blaker in a restaurant here in Sioux Falls called Hu Hot. The Pink Horse is injured, has his eyes closed, yet he demonstrates great humility, a sense of non self. For me, he is not facing death, and will actually be getting up and going quite soon. He's only pausing.
Yesterday evening Ron and I were here in his hospital room, alone for the first time in almost two weeks. We finally connected, stayed connected, and were able to talk about what has happened and where we hope to be heading. But yesterday morning was quite frightening ... fluid on his lungs, swelling on his face, and an elevated fever. By the time he went to sleep last night, all three issues were resolved.
Being able to handle the ups and downs of this event is my greatest challenge ... and when I am able to do so, the humility finds its way to me and I can believe, once again, that we will leave here together. And that it's not about me and it's not even really about him. It's about pausing.