Death is like sleeping yet eternally. Why is it that we want that sleep so much but then we are sleeping forever, brain dead and useless. And this eternal sleep leaves those of us who aren't brain dead in ruins. I can't help but ask and wonder why. Why sleep if you know eventually it will be eternal? It pains my soul thinking one day I will be on that journey and leave him in ruins. Why?

I have lost my Aunt Angie and My Grandma Macy to eternal sleep and all I can hope is that I'll be there with them soon.