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Maybe it was a premonition. Perhaps somehow, in the mysterious abyss of sleep, my soul had witnessed something.
No one had ever wanted to take a deep dive into my soul before.
Would I ever be able to do that again? Enjoy a day? Feel blessed and grateful for my wonderful, happy life?
The world felt normal as my eyes fluttered open, but then I took a breath, and I remembered.
I rocked back and forth and squeezed my eyes shut in a despairing attempt to manage my grief. I couldn’t let it rise to the surface. Not here. Never here. God, oh God. Why? Inside, my heart was sobbing.
As I lay in bed that night, I was overcome by a profound feeling of loneliness and a deep sense of failure. Who was I to anyone? What did my dreams matter now?
