I saw an old lady in the hospital today,

her family came in and held her hand,

everyone was crying, but her

she told them she was dying, but was not afraid.

we never think how time passes by us, one day we might end up like her on a hospital bed at the age of 94, but sometimes not everyone makes it there. I think that’s why she wasn’t afraid anymore, she knew she had lived a life worth dying for. I stopped to peek a last glance at her when her family left, she sunk back into the bed, closed her eyes and smiled.