When people told me that Monica was in a better place – that she didn’t hurt – that she was using her singing talent to praise God, I knew it was true – but, in the beginning – I didn’t care because I was not in heaven, I was still here. Good for her, I thought, but...
The first reaction I had, was no reaction. The doctor did not declare my life was coming to an end – it was the prognosis given to my best friend and roommate, Monica. I wasn’t in the room when she was presented the ‘official’ news, but she shared it with me...
