February 25th

If I had only 24 more hours to live I would want every moment spent with my family.  I wouldn’t even sleep.  I would play games with my kids and give them the attention that I have robbed them of their whole lives.  I would want to see all my siblings and grandparents and let them know how much I truly love them and appreciate them.  I would want to make a one last dinner for my husband and kids and sit together and share our love.  I would write all my children a birthday card that they could open for at least the next 10 years.  Each card giving more advice as they age and mature.  I would record my voice telling my family how much I love them so they could have it to listen to especially as my voice would become forgotten.  I would snuggle each one of my kids for as much time as I could.  I would also write cards for my husband.  Letting him know the best I could with words the love in my heart for him.  I would share gratitude and memories that I hold dear to my heart.  

Because I don’t live close to my grandparents and I wouldn’t be able to personally visit each one of them, I would call them. I would call them and let them know how much I love them and will anxiously await for them on the other side.  

Hopefully, I would be able to spend some time with my parents and I would do my best to express my gratitude to them!  My heart holds so much gratitude for my parents it would be hard to express it.  I would hug each member of my family with an embrace that would hopefully resonate my love and appreciation for each one of them.  I would try to write a personal letter of expression to all my siblings and parents.  Something they could savor.  

As the approaching hours come I would hope to lay in my bed with my husband and kids.  I would let my husband cuddle me as we all laughed about fun experiences of life.  We would look through our family pictures and remember how beautiful life is.  I would take a picture of us there with a selfie stick so that it would capture us all there in bed.  I would then give each kid a kiss on the forehead and one last embrace and pass away peacefully in my husband’s arms.