It's funny in that when I first received my key bracelet, I kept trying to almost plan for who I might give it to next, who might need it, when I would give it away, etc. I'm OCD and a planner, it's just how I operate. But that's just not how it works at all. When the time came, last Wednesday night while I stood at the stove making dinner, there was no deliberating, no planning, just a clarity of realization that I can't explain. Though it had only been on my wrist a little over a month, it was time for the key to go to this person in my life who needed it more than me right now.
And so, into a box it went, shipped from NC to IL to be with her. She received it today. In addition to being a reminder to her to have strength during this time, it also felt like a little piece of me that I was able to give to her, like a way for me to be actually with her during this scary and life-changing journey. There could not have been a more perfect way for me to be there for her and to demonstrate my love for and solidarity with her. From my wrist, where it grazed my skin each day, to hers where it will do the same. The prognosis is good, and I am praying hard that it remains so, and that surgery and recovery go off without a hitch. I know that there will come a time where she looks down at her wrist and sees that key glinting there and knows exactly who it needs to go to. Until then, I hope it gives her comfort and reminds her of my love and support of her, and of my continued presence in her life.