<p>Elizabeth Ben-David believed in the power of prayer. From the moment her husband, Nic, had woken from a coma and through an extended stay in intensive care at Martha&rsquo;s Vineyard Hospital, he hadn&rsquo;t had any recollection of their lives together. All of the memories that they had made together were lost to him.</p>

<p>Elizabeth did not know how it could be that she was a stranger to the man she loved so fiercely. Not only was he the father to their young daughter, but he was also Elizabeth&rsquo;s best friend. There was so much to say, and so much that couldn&rsquo;t be put into words. Love was like that, it could only be felt.</p>

<p>Nic reached out for her hand. His movements were slow, his touch gentle, as he wrapped her hand with his. His gaze was full of emotion and tenderness. &ldquo;Help me remember, Liz.&rdquo;</p>