As we go through life, at various points we need something to hang on to. Like a baby with their favorite stuffed animal or blanket.
When I was hospitalized after my heart attack, my wife brought me the picture below. Though I was really unaware of how sick I really was or that I needed and subsequently had a heart transplant, I do remember this picture. It was with me or attached to something near to me at all times. By the time I got home, it was a folded, wrinkled mess ….. and, I still have it as a reminder.