There was a heavy rain when we took my mother from hospital after she passed away. I felt the sky was crying so was I. I was thinkg during all funeral how will we live through with this? I would not hear my mom's voice again. It was unexpected and we were all alone, my sisters and dad. Losing someone significant...breathing became an effort.Today I have same questions ....
This is never truly goodbye, we will see each other again ....