He did mental exercises to try and keep what mental capacity the stroke did not affect. One of those activities was to write short fiction stories. He had never done that before and soon realized that this was not a drudgery like some of his other exercises, but was a pleasurable experience and even a true joy. Whenever he finished a story it gave him a sense of purpose and accomplishment. He had a good friend that encouraged him along the journey of this new experience.It also helped him feel good when readers of his stories made favorable comments.
Mark had just finished his 100th story and knew that his friend and the person who posted his stories had no idea how much they meant to him. He decided to write to them to thank them. A task that was long overdue.
He sat down at his computer and began his first of two letters:
I want to Thank you for gi……”
Mark’s lifeless body slumped in the chair. Somehow it seemed fitting that it was the same chair where he had enjoyed countless hours of joy writing those stories that many seemed to enjoy.