1 Enough time

Now I am writing this in my laptop with a dextrose in my right hand and slightly resting my back on the bed surrounded by stuffed animals. The four corners of this white room is filled with letters, memory cards, flowers, gifts, monoblock chairs and years of memories.

Looking back at what the 13 years old me wanted to achieve made me smile because though I am here in the hospital waiting for my last breath come, at the age of 27 I achieved most of my goals and dreams. I have been given an enough time to live my life. I have been given enough time to meet people who I know will be there during my last breath, people who took time to visit me and wished for me to be well.

The time that was given to me was enough that I could be able to finish my high school chapter. It was enough for me to be able to experience and feel a rollercoaster of emotions.

For me to be able to experience joy, excitement, and contentment was a blessing that God gave me. Though there were times when I felt hopelessness, anger, fear, and anxious. I was not alone.

The new beginning that I wished for, the people that I met, the problem that I faced, the fear, the tree that I held on to, the hopelessness that I felt, the acceptance and the reason to why I am writing this are the things that molded me to who I am today.

The sand in the top of my hourglass is slowly starting to get pulled down by gravity. It's getting near. How I wish I could cheat my life and turn my hourglass upside down. But now I could only write my life before it ends. These things that I would be writing is what I will leave behind for the people who love me.

I Xacean Reigh Co will now begin with writing my life.