Another Phase of Life

By: Wenise (View Profile)

The day before we left somebody slapped me right out of my sleep. There was only one problem the ex was snoring away, and we were the only two people in the camper. I believe it was my mother trying to wake me up. We left Ohio on Sunday morning when we stopped for gas I kept asking if anybody else heard the music. It sounded like music boxes playing. We arrived at home to the clock my mother gave me on the floor stopped at 8:47. My mother passed away at 8:47 and they were playing the music boxes that I gave her when she died. I miss my mother a lot. I still have the Angel that she made for me, so I know that she is now happy that I got away from the ex. My boyfriend hung the Angel in the doorway so everyone can see it. He is a great guy.

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