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Dear Who Ever You Are,

Let me share You a story.

I remember when I rushed my step dad in the hospital one night because he felt light headed. I dropped him in the emergency room and I parked the car in the underground parking lot of the hospital. The underground parking lot is connected to the deepest part of the emergency room where you can see a lot of doctors saving people who got stabbed and shot. Of course you won't see them because of the covers but you'll see their family and friends crying in the corner staring at the long hallway that people cross to get to the light part of the emergency room which my step father was in that night. I saw death that night. I saw the prayers in that hospital were more sincere than the prayers I saw in churches. But alas, I ignored it. So then I went to my step dad's bed in the hospital and I slept like how I sleep in school. Sitting down and leaning my head down in the sheet.  It was 4 am and my step dad woke me up. The doctor said that he was growing old so he better stop eating really acidic food. As we walk towards the door to the parking lot, I saw a new born baby. I saw how the light reflected to his closed eyes. I saw life while it was crying.

That night, I saw how life gets life out of a person and how life gives life. I saw that dying is not the end of life but dying is part of existence. Dying makes existence beautiful because we won't live forever. You gave us the best gift and in that way, living life is more beautiful.

Love,
El