imagine. i am an old man lying on a hospital bed sick with a chronic illness. my son whom i have nurtred walks in. he looks at me teary-eyed, knowing that I don't have much time life. With a quivering voice, he says, "Happy 67th birthday Dad." and I laugh so hard I pass away
February 2, 2026 at 5:20 AM
imagine. i am an old man lying on a hospital bed sick with a chronic illness. my son whom i have nurtred walks in. he looks at me teary-eyed, knowing that I don't have much time life. With a quivering voice, he says, "Happy 67th birthday Dad." and I laugh so hard I pass away