It's remarkable how quickly you can shift from a dark pit of sorrow to a mountain peak of joy. Just a day ago, I was in the hospital, my heart heavy with worry, love, and betrayal. Thoughts of my parents, fragile in their hospital beds, haunted me through the night, alongside the bittersweet memory of my conversation with Aaron. I poured out my worries and doubts—everything I wished I could shield them from. But this morning, I awoke to the sultry light spilling through the window, and the news of their improved condition swirling around me like a warm cup of cocoa on a cold morning. Maybe it was the love I sent them, the connection of my presence beside them, that pulled them back from the abyss. Or perhaps, some miracle had filled their night with hope.
When the nurse entered, her infec
