It was such a ghastly experience that none of us can talk about it yet. As the weeks went by, each day she got smaller, and somehow, sweeter - like a little child. The feeling of helplessness was unbearable. But you’re right, there was something holy in the air. Can you imagine what it was like at JP II’s deathbed?
Hard to believe that everyone has to go through this in life!
Well I need to go to bed.Freepmail me if you want to talk.You click on private reply and it will come to me.I know a few priests you can call,they will never ask your name,and you can talk.A few are from Priest’s for Life but they will all tell you the same and they will pray for you and your family.There will come a time when you will look back with happy memories,trust me(((Hugs)))Fatima