Enjoyed your post! It reminded me about when I sat with a dying man who hadn’t spoken properly for days. I was reading in the half-light by a window about 8 feet from his bed. I noticed his eyes open and he looked at the ceiling.

When I glanced at the same place, I fancied I saw tiny lights sparkling. “Just your imagination, you silly thing” I told myself. Then he said “beautiful!” quite loudly. Were we seeing the same thing? I’ll never know. He passed away shortly after.

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