60 Minutes

I don't know if you are a fan of "Grey's Anatomy", but I am. I sort of got sucked into it because I have a husband who is addicted to medical shows. You would think coming from a guy who spends 12 hours a day in an ER the last thing he would want to do is watch shows that pertain to his profession. I guess if I was a lawyer I might like lawyer shows but really I much rather rest my mind after a long day and watch something mindless like "The Jersey Shore".

Either way, we started watching "Grey's Anatomy" from the very first episode on and I have been completely sucked in. I have shed countless tears over that show. People. I cry at Sylvan Learning commercials. To say that "Grey's" makes me cry is really not that much of a revelation. I mean I love everything about the show. I love the characters, the story lines, McDreamy and McSteamy. The thing I love most about that show though is that Dave and I always have the best talks after it is over. 

This weeks episode talked about how in just one hour how much your life can change. I mean when you think about it, an hour isn't a whole lot of time. You can maybe run a few errands, do a load of clothes or in my dream world take a quick nap. An hour is not a huge amount of time. But I know from experience how much your life can change in those 60 minutes.

I remember the moment I found out my uncle passed away. I was having lunch with my grandma and my grandpa walked into the restaurant we were in and told us. BAM. Just like that. I was twelve years old at the time and in complete shock. On the car ride home I kept closing my eyes and wishing I could go back just 6o minutes to when life was better. When life was easier. Before I felt the worst pain in my chest that stayed there for months...years. Back when I could call him and tell him to stay home that morning. How everything could have been different.

I remember the moment my daughter was born. When they pulled her from me and lifted her up and over the sheet so I could lay eyes on her for the first time. My world flipped upside down. They had just ripped my heart from my body and there it was over in the corner of the room wrapped up in a blanket and crying softly. Just 60 minutes ago I had no clue what I was in for. Every mother on earth can tell you what they experienced but until it is your experience you will never understand. Never know the feeling of that amount of love.

The episode this week had a man coming in for chest pains. 60 minutes later he had passed away. That quickly. It can all end that quickly. What a not so gentle reminder of that is how fast our lives can change.

When Dave and curled up in bed I hugged him a little tighter. I rested my head on his shoulder and told him how much I loved him. How blessed I am to have had as many hours, minutes, seconds with him as I have. Blessed that our children are happy and healthy. When it really comes down to it that is all that matters to me.

We always joke around about how wonderful it would be to win the lottery. I am sure it would be.

Last night we realized once again that we really already have.