Hannah.
I was gone physically, and at first, that was hard to come to terms with. I didn’t want to be without my children, or my children without me, but at least I could watch over them still. I watched over all of them every minute of every day. It was torture being able to see and hear everything, to be able to understand how each of them was feeling but not being able to communicate with them in any way.
What I wish more than anything was that I could have the chance to tell them all one last time how much I loved them, that I wasn’t in any pain anymore. I guess there was a lot actually that I wish that I could say, and yet it wasn’t hard to come to terms with at all because I was dead, and emotions didn’t affect me the same way as they did when I was still alive. It was a strange
