It is the middle of the night.
I do not sleep.
A loved one is fighting for her life.
Does her body have the strength to keep fighting?
Does she have the will to cling to life?
Does she know that her recovery may be a long and difficult one?
What would I choose if I were in her position?
It’s easy to forget how fragile; how tenuous our hold on this world really is.
Life can change so violently between one heartbeat to the next.
That’s why people call The Present a gift, because no one is guaranteed a tomorrow.
I do not sleep.
But I hold to hope that she will see the dawn.
About the Creator
Breezy
I'm a mom of four and a lover of stories. Unfortunately, the busy mom life doesn't leave a lot of time for reading and writing, but audiobooks and the stories they tell help make the daily mundanity more bearable.
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You've nicely done it.
Beautifully written! Thank you for sharing.