Throughout this entire time, I was acutely aware of everything that was happening. Individual seconds stretched into minutes and even those seemed infinite. With all my might, I fought for the tiniest bit of air possible, but with no success. The arrival of my parents brought me some comfort, but hadn’t changed my situation in any way. The accident happened so quickly and unexpectedly that it took everyone off guard. By then I knew, I was not going to make it and had to come to terms with death. The moment I let go of my desperate struggle for breath, and my initial shock subsided, the deepest peace imaginable came over me. I accepted the fact that I had just lost my fight for life and fully surrendered to what was coming. I even began to feel grateful for the best possible death scenario. No prolonged sickness, painful surgery, car accident, or lonely old age. Instead, I departed at the top of my physical health and with my heart filled with gratitude for the life I had. Interestingly enough, for that moment, I happened to travel across the globe to my home country, to the city where I was born, to the house of my parents, with both of them at my side!
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