Marriage to Kiran made me negligent of my spiritual life. Instead of leaning on God, I ran in the opposite direction. I was cleverly indoctrinated into doubting the very existence of God. His explanations were always convincing.
I remember the first sight of seeing my mother and hearing her screaming shocked me to insistently wanting to jump up at which point my dad showed up and told my mother to cool it and gently pushed my shoulders back down onto the stretcher. It was around then that I realized I was in some kind of pain.