A Week Has Passed

A week has passed,
and those memories are still fresh in my mind.
I coughed unexpectedly.
It hurts,
but not as much as it used to.
My room appears to be dark.
With the aircond fan blaring at full volume,
I recall last week event,
when my life was pawned
my femininity had to be grazed.
My tumour had to be removed.
I thank the One for this opportunity.
For the opportunity to live
a healthy life once more.
I intend to use this second chance wisely,
and I thank you for the agony
I've endured over the years.
Thank you for this healing I received,
Thank you to my friends and family
who are always there for me,
I want to prostrate in thanks
for the favours bestowed,
whether in sick or not,
whether difficult or easy,
all of this comes from You,
I thank God the Almighty!

I've been resting almost every day since my surgery last week and have left this community. I MISSED WRITING, AND I REALLY WISH MY ENERGY WOULD RETURN BY NEXT WEEK. I MISSED MY HOMETOWN AND FELT THAT THIS CITY WASN'T FOR ME. I'd like to come back only for business, but my hometown is too good to leave.