My fervent prayer for tonight: I wish tomorrow he would be able to come before my eyes and accompany me pass my 9,496th day (or night) on this earth. That's it.
My friends told me not to pin too much hope on this, although there is a possibility.
Don't get angry. Don't fight. Don't get mad. If he can't.
"Growing old is mandatory; growing up is optional."
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