You have a disease called Postural orthostatic tachycardia syndrome (POTS) which makes you very weak and easily tired. Every time you finish an activity you will feel tired and will faint and you can even have seizures. The disease is very torturous but God gave you a man who is always there for you, your husband, Forrester.

Forrester is the man you married. He loves you very much and is loyal to you. He doesn't care that you are a sick woman, he will help you, always be there for you and he will always encourage you. God seems to give you a beautiful gift, very beautiful. He is like a good angel to you. His blue eyes can always calm you in your raging thoughts, his touch always calms your body that is cramped and in pain. His soft voice can always put you to sleep peacefully. You always pray that he will not leave you and only love you. He always promises that he will always be there for you until death separates them, if he promises you will also promise not to leave him.

On Christmas day. You celebrate Christmas with him. But because you move too much you become weak. You sat on the couch and leaned back. Your eyes were half closed as your sickness came back. It was as if everything was spinning you were about to pass out. You finally had a seizure and Forrester immediately laid you down on the couch and gently tried to calm you down. Your seizure finally subsided and Forrester kissed your forehead while caressing your cheek. He spoke softly.

"my wife, calm down, calm down..I'm here, your husband is here..don't move too much, my love..I don't want you to be in pain on our special Christmas day my love, my wife, I love you, my dear.."