A sound at the door made her freeze.

Physical therapy exhausted her more than either of us expected.

We returned home with instructions, appointments, and numbers to call.

I learned which tasks she wanted help with and which ones she wanted to attempt herself.

I learned to ask before moving a pillow or reaching for her arm.

The nursery door remained closed at her request.

One afternoon, she asked me to open it.

I stood behind her while she looked at the crib.