Quote:
Originally Posted by Sweet Bliss
Hell is reliving your Mother dying in your dreams for over week
and not being able to make the dreams change  |
I sat by my Mother's bedside for over a week while she died...the blessing of being there for her, is sometimes outweighed by the hell of remembering every breath she took, and the agony of losing her that way.
I have dreams still..... ((Sweet Bliss))