It’s not that I necessary look old. I don’t even recognize myself anymore. I look tired. I look rushed. I look like I’ve let myself go. Mom tells the realities of caring for others with special needs.
“I look around again and everybody that was around me was dead and I am alive. And I just started thanking God: ‘Thank you, Jesus. Thank you, Lord.' The moment I get out of here, I’m testifying about you. I am worshipping you for the rest of my life."
