I was standing in Hell, burning. I looked over to see my Dad, standing right next to me. He was burning too. We had brought my Mom home from the hospital and care facility, after being diagnosed with Stage 3 cancer and decided not to do chemo, against the hospital's recommendation. Together we started on a path of the unknown figuring out how to heal my Mom while we cared for her. We waded through hopeless days to the edges of our soul's and beyond to save her. It was there I learned the true miracle of love.