Never in a million years would I think of an acute illness as an opportunity to heal. But last week it happened to me. I was sick this past week (better now) and spent several days in the hospital. I was admitted through ER and was in a lot of pain. I was so sick, sad, scared, and just plain freaked out. On top of everything I didn't have my cell phone and the phone in the room only dialed local calls so I couldn't call T. The child within me was absolutely terrified that he wouldn't be able to find me. I felt lost. So I used H's phone to leave T a message where I was. On every single day after that he called me to see how I was doing. Just hearing his voice was better than any medicine I had. On the third day I had a panic attack and he called right after. He talked me down, reminded me how I could take care of me. As soon as we hung up I was able to self advocate and get my needs met. I was filled with all the work we have been doing these three years. I had the distinct feeling that my little Miss Charlotte felt so very cared for by me. She was no longer scared because she knew I would take care of her. I am so grateful for the T relationship. He is a good and kind man and everyday he reminds me I am worthy of my own life.