I have thought on this subject long and hard. I know that there are happy people in this world, but there is also a lot of suffering. I don't want to forget my dear Cuban, ever. He had a stroke and is 100% assist now. I feel that there are "levels" in heaven. I feel that once we get there we "can" come back, try to learn more, to reach a higher level. This life has drained me, and I hope to just spend eternity in heaven with my Cuban.

I am grateful that my Cuban lived. I am grateful for the opportunity of redemption through service. I am NOT a natural caregiver or wasn't. Now, I am. It gives me joy. God humbled me and my spirit. I used to feel that I had to have a cool high-level job to be successful. Now I've learned that I just need to stand ready when called. I am grateful for these lessons. During the beginning of the coronavirus, I became scared. I am not the type to ask for help. However, God led me to a neighborhood group where I posted as "Embarrassed" telling people of my fear of not having enough supplies for my dear husband and not enough "stock." My husband said I was crazy giving our address out to those who messaged me. I told him "When it's of God, it's okay." TONS of people brought medical supplies (Mean 1-15 large green trash bags of supplies), food, etc. I saw one old man hobble up to my door with a large roll of toilet paper. One girl spent $30 to overnight me some supplies. A woman offered to bring us meals for several weeks. People were baking bread for us, bringing hand sanitizer, etc. I ended with a spare room full of food, water, and supplies. My dear husband was amazed. I am on a list to volunteer as a counselor on a crisis line to help give back. I am grateful for forgiveness. I am grateful for second chances. I am grateful to serve.

Hi, Juan-Marie! His name is Jose. However, I call him "My Cuban," or "Jozee." :) He is the most precious man I know. One of the very few men that I respect.

My miracles: After the stroke, my husband got down to 140 pounds. I knew he was going to die. I felt to do the following every night: I held him as if I was holding his spirit in his body, and prayed all night long. A friend suggested a certain nutritional drink, and he started getting better. Another miracle was that during peri-menopause I went a bit nuts. I did horrifying sin. This was before my husbands stroke. He was planning to leave me. The night before he was to leave, I had a breakdown. I begged with all that I had to change, if he'd just stay. He held me and agreed not to go. Since the stroke, he has said that I've more than made up for my sins against him and that he trusts me fully. I know what my life purpose is. It is to be a blessing to him for all of my days.

Hi, I'm Dawn Moreno. I've been away from WAVES for many years. My husband had a massive stroke in 2016. He is right-sided paralyzed and 100% full assist. I had a heart attack due to stress a year and a half ago. I am glad to be back. Posting a pic of my Cuban. We nearly divorced before the stroke, and I'm so glad that we did not move forward with that. Glad to be here.