In the darkest of times, you saved my life. You were there. There is no reason I should’ve gotten up off that floor. My blood had dropped so fast and drastically that I couldn’t control and then black. There is no one near me. There is no one here. I fell down. I didn’t get up for 3 hours yet I didn’t die. There is no logic or rational why I survived but I did. You or God was there. There is a memory of someone by my side. It didn’t come to me until just now. I can see myself in my living room as if I’m hovering above myself and there is someone by my side. Just watching over me. The person is bright and glowing….or shrouded in white. It is the only positive in this situation. It doesn’t feel like a fork in the road. It feels like the end of one road, going out through the sand and into the ocean and then the ocean opens up for me.
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