My mom Judy passed away from cancer few months ago. She was 61 and she had been ill for a couple of years. I was glad to be able to spend some time with her before she died. I was with her at the hospice in the last few days. I was surprised at all the emotion I felt. Me and my mom where never that close but all these memories came flooding back. Birthday parties, holidays, of her taking care of me when I was sick. Now I was the one taking care of her. She was so skinny and fragile… she looked like a little helpless child. Thankfully she didn’t seem to be in to much pain. I remember the day she died. I just cried like a little baby and told her how much I loved her. She just smiled and whispered “I’m not going anywhere…” and then she passed.
The next week or 2 was a blur of dealing with her estate and consoling family and friends. I didn’t think much about what she had said to me until one day, when I swore I heard her say my name in a crowd. Later that same evening I found an email from her in my spam folder. It was dated 5 days after her death. It seemed that she was in Liberia and she had come across a great deal of money, but she needed me to send her money? I told her that she wasn’t making any sense. I asked her how her life was now and what was it like to die. She didn’t reply. And then just today I got another email. She was talking all dirty about me satisfying my woman and making my cock bigger… I didn’t know what to say. Whatever the case, it sounds like mom is having fun and that the afterlife is quite a wild time.
