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Return From Hell

Even after witnessing the chaos at the World Trade Center and the suffering and loss of life that I saw people enduring on my regular job, I still did not look for God. I felt that I had Him in my heart, and that was good enough. I recall telling people, ‘The majority of people that I have seen die in my presence did not expect to die that day.’ But even through all these situations, I was lost in my ignorance. I had let go of God, but God never let go of me… I recall my downward spiral and the countless nights that I would return home at dawn, in a drunken state, with my mother lying on the couch or on her knees, praying the rosary and looking exhausted… As this chapter in my life concluded, I was a broken individual, scarred by a lifetime of bad experiences and situations. I had abandoned lifelong friends, lived with several women, and became an enemy to many people that I grew up loving, such as my sister and cousins. Then God, in His wisdom, would change my life in a way that I could not have anticipated.