There are particular times and dates we never forget.
3:11 PM, Monday, July 7, 2008 is one such.
Hell is not a place but a time. It is the moment of one’s last breath when they look back with regret upon chances not taken, opportunities not seized, and words left unsaid. Fear is the soil that feeds regret.
Beautifully said!
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Do you think your father had regrets?
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