When my mom was in the hospital, very old and very sick she asked if I saw the beautiful little children looking down on her from above. She smiled and laughed and urged me to look up at the ceiling. To this day, I am not sure if that was her little joke, an hallucination or something else…..
When my mom was in the hospital, very old and very sick she asked if I saw the beautiful little children looking down on her from above. She smiled and laughed and urged me to look up at the ceiling. To this day, I am not sure if that was her little joke, an hallucination or something else…..
She had a wry sense of humor….