I stand at the edge. A thin boundary between life and death. There is no fear of death. Nor is there a strong desire or purpose to live. How do I want to spend the remaining time that life has given me? The answer, resonating from every cell of my being, illuminated my consciousness. I want to learn to love myself! I want to regain my love for life! This is what I will never regret when my final hour on Earth comes, when I stand before myself. Whether my months or years on this Earth are long or short, this is the path I choose.
The warmth of love spread through every cell of my body. A true rebirth had begun.
A Woman was born! A purpose and a desire to live had arrived!
The wall collapsed, and she saw a little girl in a backpack, carrying the heavy burden of pebbles—resentments, tears, isolation, disappointments. The woman embraced the girl and held her close to her heart. "My dear little girl, forgive me. I never understood that your emptiness was a cry for love. Now I am here with you, and I will never leave you!"
The girl, at last, felt the love she had been searching for all these years. She started to grow, to mature, to transform into the woman she was meant to be. The emptiness faded, shrinking little by little…
