A powerful, loving presence I can't quite describe pulses through me . . . clearing my mind at last . . . I am astonished by this second chance-this feeling of warm, tender, indescribable, and unconditional love permeating me. Here, in my naked vulnerability, I think of how, just forty-eight hours before, I felt the cold steel of a barrel beneath my chin and the icy determination that I didn't deserve to live. Rewinding the reel of those...