My daddy had a stoke at 56 just over two years ago. He was in a coma for a very long time and actually had to have part of his skull removed in order to give his brain room to expand. This picture was taken when he was just coming out of his coma. He wasn’t talking or opening his eyes but I asked him to squeeze my hand and he did. I still can’t look at the picture without it giving me a lump in my throat. I hope you appreciate it as much as I love it.