If our respirator is given for another life, we will be okay. We will be at peace. We will be at peace because if we die, we will live again in a better place where this is no need for a respirator, no pain, no sorrow, no grief, no mourning, no crying, no viruses.
One day you’ll look back and remember all the positives you learned that you might not have otherwise.
When we hurt, we look for people who have traveled a road of similar pain before us. We look for stories of hope and survival to help us on our journey.
I gaze and breathe, gaze and breathe.
Burning pain seized my entire body. Heat radiated from my hands like a gas stove emitting flames. For three weeks, I had used my arms…