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It was a very difficult for her, as she lay on her bed.
“You’ll make it through!” her mother always assured her.
Vomiting, loss of weight and energy weren’t so assuring
for her. Her mother told her she was undergoing a form
of chemotherapy, getting rid of the part that was ailing her body.
A priest always came to her bedside every morning, to pray for her.
Her drug addiction was in God’s hands.
Copyright © Teddy Kimathi | Year Posted 2017