It’s a very odd feeling, watching someone slip seamlessly from this world to the next. It’s a waiting game. A game you don’t want to play but can’t walk away from. When my time comes, I hope death takes me like it took my Auntie Eva today. In my sleep, pain free and when I’m …
#BEDA Day Five: A Vivid Memory
I wrote this post on my other blog over three years ago, but the memory of the event is as real to me now as it was then. It’s the first memory I thought of when I read today’s prompt and I really don’t feel I could answer this prompt with anything else. Here’s my …