Bringing over from last thread:
My mother passed very unexpectedly in her sleep. I went up to wake her up at 5:30 a.m., she said she was getting up, she didn't get up by 6:30 (highly unusual), I went up to wake her up again and she had passed. She didn't answer my screams, I raced over to her and knew immediately that she had passed, though she was still warm. I suppose it really depends of the person that is experiencing it at the time.
Worst. Day. Ever. of My. Entire. Life.
I miss her every single moment of every single day and she's been gone for 3 years.
Last night I had a crazy dream,
A wish was granted just for me
It could be for anything
I didn't ask for money
or a mansion in Malibu
I simply wished for one more day with you....
One more day,
One more time,
One more sunset maybe I'd be satisfied,
But then again, I know what it would do,
Leaving me wishing still for one more day with you
Can't continue the song...too sad.
Sorry about OT