Escaping Death. Running Towards Death

A very good friend of mine just got back from South America. While he was there, he almost died. As he was telling me the couragous story of what he and a friend went through he often referred back saying, "I thought about you guys, my friends, you, my family, I thought I was going to die."

It's funny how he fought waters and swam for 32 hours through night and day to stay alive, and all I want to be at peace sleeping, never waking up. As he told me his story, I began to cry. He wanted to live so badly, and I just wanted to crash my car on the highway. I love my friends and my family, I know that what I am thinking some days is not good for them either. I cried that my friend is alive and safe, and not dead. I cried because I so badly wanted too.

My friend is brave and he saved his friends life. I am waiting to save my own still. Hopeful and waiting still.