My Dad sent out this email last night, and as he sat crying at the computer, I rubbed his back and told him that I’m sorry…
Greetings,I would like to thank everyone for praying, sending cards and emails, visiting and phone calls, and bringing her meals. Just for loving her and accepting her as your friend. We are sorry if we ever did anything to offend you. I personally feel that the time is growing very close and, if it is not for a miracle, she’s going to be called home to be with God. We both love you and pray for your special needs. I’m trying to spend as much time as I can with her; she is still the joy of my life. 2011 is going into our 44th year of being married.Friends AlwaysEve & Rich Sanchez
As we did this, my dear friends – Karla, Sefanit, Kelli, and Mike (my Fiancee), called from my home in Carrollton, TX, to “FaceTime” chat with us on our iPhones. Their joy, prayers, laughing, love, talking with my parents were so special. They all tag-teamed my Condo to pack things that I will need (since I hadn’t ‘planned’ on staying here at my parent’s home in Lady Lake, Florida, but don’t want to be anywhere else currently), which Mike will be bringing to me when he drives here this weekend. Please pray for him, it’s been a loooong week for all of us since he left, and will be making the 20 or so hour trip with just our Guardian Angels to join him. Thankfully he likes to drive!
I want to also thank each one of you for taking time to write, call, pray…etc. I wish that I could write to/call each of you personally to express my gratitude, but as my Dad said, we love just spending time with her. I think of the things she has loved and has done for me as she raised me so lovingly, and now I do them for her. She instilled my love of reading, so from time-to-time we pick up George Bush’s autobiography for me to read to her. I always loved when she read to me.
I put on a private “concert” for my parents in our living room, with my new Christmas gifts – a Martin guitar, and a “refurbished” Fender amp from a dear friend I play music with. I told Mom that someone had paid me $1 million to bring me off of tour to come and do this little house concert, and it made her laugh. Dad held her and sang to her, and she closed her eyes during many of the songs. I think they are awake now, so I’m going to be with them. You never really realize how precious each moment truly is until you are hanging on to each one of them.