My thoughts were racing, too. What should I wish for? That she survives yet again or that she is finally out of her misery? These last five years had been especially tortuous for Nancy. She seemed so sick, like an end-stage cancer patient growing weaker each day. Each new suicide attempt had taken a little more out of her. We couldn’t imagine how she would ever be able to have the kind of life she wanted. But Holmer never gave up on her. He’d met enough people at his AA meetings who had turned their lives around to believe that recovery is always possible.
