There is a quiet kind of miracle in still being here when life tried to undo you. I’ve felt myself fade, questioned everything, even my place in this world… and yet something divine kept pulling me back, piece by piece. I don’t take this version of life lightly anymore. This is the life that came after the fall, the one where faith found me before I fully found it. And now I carry both the darkness I survived and the light that refused to leave me.