I know where I was three years ago tonight too. With George’s son and his family, we got the best of the nursing team. And when everyone else went to get some rest, I watched George slipping farther away. Before dawn I knew it was time to say goodbye, an act of love like no other. I waited for George’s family and the day ICU team, knowing with the most devastating clarity where we were headed. I knew we would all agree. This decision was easy. No fight. No flight. No idea of the aftermath.