 Someone you know is dying. You gather around their bed wishing, hoping, praying things were different. They ask you to draw closer. They have something important to ask you. Tears drip from the corner of their eyes as they quietly ask you to promise to do something for them. You say, “yes!” before you even hear the request, honored to be asked. You steady yourself long enough to hear the details and realize the magnitude of what you just said yes to. What do I do? What would you do? That was my dilemma when Alice knew time on this side of heaven was . . .
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