I woke up from the coma and heard my son whisper, “Don’t open your eyes”… my husband and my own sister were waiting for me to d!e so they could take everything.

like he used to during storms when he was little.

“Mom… if you can hear me, squeeze my hand. Please.”

I tried.

With everything in me.

But nothing happened.

A nurse entered, calmly discussing my condition—IV levels, blood pressure—calling it a miracle that I had survived. She mentioned my car had gone off the road near a dangerous curve.

Everyone kept repeating continue reading …