Whatever Pops In My Mind!: Sandy - Our Last Morning May 5, 2019

I have then I posted question about dying. So here is the reason I posted the question was when Sandy died I was trying to get him to hospital. He was in bed and kept asking me to hold him a little longer. I did.

Then after I got him up cleaned him, changed his diaper, and dressed him.

He looked at me, crying, he said it wasn't fair he wanted to stay with me. He then told me he was sorry it took him 20 years to get back to me. We both cried.

I got him to my Arizona room and was unlocking the security door, he called to me grabbed in a tight hug, kissed me he then told me he had only love me, and he knew it, all those years apart. He said also that he was so happy I had gone looking for him. I was about to say something when his eyes went from blue to gray and he went limp.

I have to confess it traumatized me going through this. But the worst part is knowing he was about to die and his only thought was of me.

I've been having trouble dealing with watching him pass, and the only thing that mattered to him was me.

I never had such feeling. I wasn't deserving of having that much love and care towards me...

I can honestly say, he was the love of my life.