Shhh... I Died.

Shhh... I died This recalling of her life and with it the religious, spiritual, and philosophical truths that came to her hard-earned is not only a testament to the core of her spirit dedicated to finding her place in this world and her immovable will that made her claim it, but to something that comes out to be perhaps the more beautiful lessons of this life she has lived, this life filled with people she no longer holds bitter feelings toward, this life that came at Annastasia with truths that tried to break her down to the barest of her bones for as long as there was wind left in her existence only to find her standing - ready to build herself back up again, this life that began with a stranger's act of kindness when this Nurse bestowed upon Annastasia the name that must not be forgotten: The lesson that the Truth, in as sweet its form as bitter, often simultaneously, comes to those most in the need of it. As was Annastasia; not because of who she was, but of who she was meant to be.