I was inspired to write this after my most recent open-heart surgery about four years ago. It was a very difficult time for my family and I, and things didn't go too smoothly. I realized after a month of complications, and sitting in the hospital, how much my family really cares about me. Everyone went out of their way for me, did anything I asked, and just wanted me to live happily, just in case it was my last happy moments. I started to think about things such as how terrible it would be if, dare I say it, I hadn't lived through it all. I wondered, mostly, how my family would hold up. I want everyone to know that it may not always seem like it, but your family is so much more important to you than you might think, and you never know when you might have to lose one of your family members, or a friend, or when they might have to lose you, so always make sure they know how much you love them.