After a warm bath, I've dried and slipped into bed.
My breathing shallow as ever, due years of heavy smoking, I know it not long now.
I relax as I drift off. I can see everything.
My mother's smile as she held me.
My father's grin after I graduated.
My wife's tears after we married.
My son's eyes after he entered the world.
My mother's last smile.
My father's final breath.
My grandson's first birthday.
My retirement party celebration.
I see thousands of summers, winters, autumns, and springs.
I hear my heart beat slower. My breath ending.
I feel perfect.
Jim M about 8 years ago
Brave and comfortable, I'm enjoying all of you stories immensely, this one stands out to me as particularly poignant. Thank you for sharing