Maybe Itās an Existential Crisis (Who Knows?)
Sometimes I wonder why Iām still here. Especially in those moments of quiet when everyone else is asleep, or Iām in the middle of writing an email, or doing chores at home, and it hits me: Why did God give me another life? I survived something I wasnāt supposed to. I got another chance. Iām grateful, truly. But there are days when I question it. … Continue reading Maybe Itās an Existential Crisis (Who Knows?)

