I had a dream about the death of a old man lying in a hospital bed. I am there to see him right before his death. He is suppose to be a famous taiost leader and led a life of giving. Right at his death bed i wanted to ask him for lesson in life. Instead he asked me to hold his hand. Then he passed away.
Even though this is a dream, but i experience it vividly. The lesson for me after sometime thinking on this is that i would like to have someone to hold my hand on my death bed as well. At that point in life, what else is there that is important? On this thought i am grateful for the work of Mother Teresa and Missionaries of Charity.
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