Here's the link to the "Death Clock" again. I guess I'm in a morbid mood?
For some reason, I've been thinking of death the last couple of days. Yea, it sucks. But I am going to begin to compile some stuff, on another blog, letters to my children. They'll be things I want them to know. I've pretty much told them everything and all my shits always right there. I'm a very fortunate Mom cause my kids still love me after all I put them through. Oh yea, they saw it all. It doesn't get any worse. When I first starting shooting up. I did a "Dirt Shot." It's when you've injected some kind of particle or dirt and your body says, "Oh hell no" and begins to reject it. You get the absolute worst fever, spike, freeze and shake so bad, well, I thought my teeth my shatter. My oldest son, Lee, brought every blanket in the house to cover me up, literally, every blanket and I was still cold. I really didn't deserve his unconditional love but he gave it. They all have. I am the richest woman on earth.
If I died tomorrow, I think I'd want them to know, under no uncertain terms, that I would have died for them, taken a bullet and I would have killed for them, if need be. Now, anyone can say this but I mean it with every fiber of my being.
If you knew you were going to die in one hour and you must sum it all up to all or to one, in one paragraph...what would you say???