The world began to spin. I collapsed ... and I watched, calmly, as paramedics rushed into the bathroom and worked over the body. I describe it as the" body because I didn't recognize myself at first. It looked like a fake dead body. I watched as emergency services tried to resuscitate the man, but shortly after, they stopped and gave up. They zipped him up in a bright yellow body bag and carried him into the back of an ambulance. About 45 minutes into the journey to the hospital, a medic who was on his first week on the job decided to try to feel for a pulse one more time. After several minutes of checking, and re-checking, the medic later said he felt a faint pulse. I was in a coma for three days, officially declared brain dead by the doctors. They told my family that I had little chance of survival. But in those three days, I believe I traveled to "the other side." I was met with feelings of love and saw divine beauty. But I knew, deep down inside that it was not my time yet. So three days later, I opened my eyes in the hospital. Physically, I was completely fine. I was even described as a "miracle" by my neurologist. Although I was raised in a religious family, I was never a big believer. But I came back from my near-death experience with a deeper understanding of what our purpose is on earth. I try to live every day with a sense of gratitude and happiness. I know life is here to teach us many lessons. Also, I am no longer afraid of death.