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I needed to know and visualize in my head that along with this young guy, my mom is peaceful. Who really knows what happens after we die? We can only speculate and hope all kinds of nice things. I don't know, but I had to put my brain in this soft spot today. A place where I don't see her in pain and the images of her laying in the hospital bed moments after she died.
Did she hear me come in yelling don't go and crying? Did she know I was there? Was she trying to come back or was it all to much? Was she scared? Was she sad? Could she feel me touch her?