October 18, 2026. “Looking back at the end of my life, I realize there were moments we made the wrong decisions, spoke the wrong words, or took the wrong actions. Some mistakes...
Dear Jesus, Time passes so quickly at my age. In the blink of an eye, a week, a month, or a year slips by. Looking back, I see ten years, twenty years—an entire lifetime—have vanished. Countless friends of mine have already departed from this wretched world. Those who remain are often plagued by illness, and many no longer even wish to stay in touch. Not long ago, a close friend, who lived in the same student dormitory with me for nearly the entire duration of our medical studies, remarked: “ Looking back at the end of my life, I realize there were moments we made the wrong decisions, spoke the wrong words, or took the wrong actions. Some mistakes can be corrected quickly; others may take years or even longer to set right; yet, there are some mistakes that can never be undone.” “ Time moves on, and I cannot reclaim even a single second. It flows ceaselessly, like water spilling from a cup and vanishing forever. No amount of weeping or wealth can buy back the time that has f...
