by Guinelle Trower-Koonce
(Suffolk, VA USA)
The one year anniversary of your death is fast approaching. Michael was in Hospice at home and was unresponsive to most things. I used to say "give me some sugar" and he would slightly lean up and pucker up!
The morning he died, I woke up very early and went downstairs and I noticed his labored breathing. He was in a hospital bed and I sat it forward as far as it would go so that I could lean him into me to hug him and say a prayer for his safe passage. When I heard that "death rattle" I leaned him back and his eyes were open!
I have had daymares and nightmares wondering if he was looking for me, not realizing I was holding him in my arms. I pray that he knew I was there and that he did not die alone. We (Micah and me) are fine. We miss you terribly.