I will have to go back to Israel tomorrow and Phil is still here in the hospital.....

Sweetie,
You are my oxygen, giving me life,
My chest tube, expending my soul,
My PCA, taking my pains away,
My pick-line, going straight to my heart,
And It is so painful, unthinkable, unbearable,
To leave you here and go away tomorrow,
I wish I could do otherwise…
I am so sorry.
We are in the hands of God
He will bring me back to you.
soon. I hope.