One of the elders from the old church reached out to me and invited me back (I don't know who it was). I felt kind of hesitant, but I went anyway. I sat in the front row, everybody was surprised to see me, but was kind. I noticed my last name on the bottom corner of the bulletin.
Alison brought Dorian up to, he seemed happy and told me that everybody is praying for me. All of a sudden I was very aware that I had a terminal illness (cancer)?
