— he slept in the hospital, held her hand, told her about the children, about their home, about the life that was waiting for her.

At home, two sons asked every day:

— Dad, will Mom wake up? Will she come back to us?

And he, wiping away his tears, answered:

— Of course, boys, we have to believe.

But faith grew weaker and weaker. And then came the day when the doctors gave their final verdict.