Denver

So there’s no internet here. I can only use this connection for a certain amount of time.

The things I saw yesterday night were saddening.

We came to Denver because my grandmother, my father’s mother, had a stroke.

If you don’t know much about strokes, I’ll sum it up for you. A stroke can affect either the left side of your brain or your right side, it damages the brain.

I forgot the specifics, but if it hits one of the sides of your brain, you die, because that side controls your heart and vital organs.

If it hits the other side, a whole part of your body is paralyzed for a while, and you have to go through rehab and therapy to fix yoruself back up.

That is what happened to my grandmother.

She’s sitting there, in the hospital, like a vegetable.

She can’t express feelings, or even talk. To make things worse, she doesn’t even know english.

All she can do is look around. I think she can hear as well.

When I first came in and looked at her I smiled, and her eyes started tearing up.

What can you do in that situation? She’s been there for at least a month and a half, just lying there, alone.

SubhanAllah it’s such a reality check. The fact that we’re all going back alone.

All she’s left with now are her thoughts.

Insha’Allah I’m going to put this current story I’m writing off to the side and start a new one.

Some of it will be based on actual events and some won’t, but I think this will be a lot better for reality to hit people rather than a jinn story.

Please make dua for my grandmother.