When Time Stands Still
Time moves differently when you're trapped. It slows, stretches, plays tricks on your mind. For nearly three weeks, I had counted the minutes, hours and days, measured them in prayers, in quiet and not so quiet moments.…
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Time moves differently when you're trapped. It slows, stretches, plays tricks on your mind. For nearly three weeks, I had counted the minutes, hours and days, measured them in prayers, in quiet and not so quiet moments.…
Two years ago, on February 25, 2023, I managed to get my hands on a few scraps of paper - precious, fragile pages that became my lifeline to memory. A borrowed pen, returned after each use because of its scarcity, was m…
When I first set out to write this memoir, I knew it wouldn’t be easy. I understood that revisiting certain moments would bring up emotions I had long buried. What I didn’t fully grasp, though, was just how deeply this…
Truthfully, I believe I'm meant to share this story. Not for attention, not for closure, but because I know deep in my heart that God has called me to do so. What happened to me wasn't random; it was a turning point, a…