The Christmas I Died -- Briefly -- Only To Wake Up With A Greater Sense Of Purpose
Category: FIFTY
'Twas the day after Christmas and all through the house, happiness reigned. The year was 1968 and as usual I was busy with clients on the phone, when suddenly, a headache, like I've never had before, struck me. I went upstairs to lie down and rest with my young son watching over me. Then to the hospital I went and my life to heaven, for I died, to awake with new purpose and intent.
By Richard L. Burns, ContributorAuthor, "Live or Die: A Stroke of Good Luck." www.liveordiebur..., 2014-12-23