I wish I’d taken better care of myself. I wish I’d treated others better. I hurt people. I did some good things too, but I caused more sadness than joy. For that, I’m sorry.
I fear what’s next. Surely, my sins won’t go unpunished.
I feel someone touching my face. All of a sudden, it’s hard to breathe.
My room is filled with light. I feel beloved. I am forgiven.