For a second there, it came really close; I really thought that this time I finally lost my fight. Not only for Tasnim but for my life, but it seems I have a lot more to give than I believe out there.
I could hear Tasnim speak to me, and I could hear that she was ready to give up. I could hear her, but I could just not get myself to speak to her. I could not get the words out, then she left that little book on my chest, and I knew that I need to get all my willpower together to open my eyes and to let her know that I am still here, that she should not give up.
And here we are, a few days later, and I am completely by all my senses apart from the few extra holes in me. I feel as if I woke up to a new day, a new beginning, something new for Tasnim and me.
Now we have left the conversation unsaid until one of us was ready to say something, and I think it is today that we need to have that talk.
