Yes, I have one that scared the hold living (whatever) out of me...My Father passed away at 59 and Mother at 79...Back about 12 years ago I was sleeping...I had a dream and it was my Father...He was in a white suit and standing at my bedroom door...He held out his hand and told me to come with him....He said it is time...I pleaded with him that I didn't want to come...I didn't want to leave my family and he told me that I would have another chance and left....
I think about this often and always will...I told my daughter about it and she got scared too...Somemtime I think I live on borrowed time...Whatever it was, I changed....
I guess I don't fear death....Sometimes life can be worse...It's a messed up world out there.....Besides that you can't change what you can't change....So each day I try and do everything in life that is good....Try never to get anymore black marks on my slate....And I truly cannot believe that I have lived this long in life...I will add to this that I am the happiest woman in the world...
Honey, don't worry....Make every minute count...
Much love,
Caroline