I feared God and God only. I was at the edge of my lifespan. It was rough.
I forgave my closest and looked one last time into their faces and gave them a kiss. The last thing I could do.
God forgave me, but I could never forgive my past self.
I prayed my last prayer and was ready to die.
Not because I wanted to die, but because I was ready to die.
September, 2024: lying in bed at the hospital.
I am lost in the voices I am hearing.
I am sleeping alone, but not entirely alone, because I have God on my side.