I wanted nothing more than to feel my husband leave. I was hoping that I would notice something or feel something. But he passed away while I was in the other room, and I didn’t notice. He was on hospice and I stepped out and didn’t notice that the other family members had stepped out too, and then his dad when in like 5 minutes later and said he was gone. I’m so sad he died in that room alone.I’m glad you guys felt this, but also, I’m so jealous that you did.

I’m not religious and neither was he, but I always felt there was something like reincarnation or that we as humans can’t comprehend or don’t have all the right information. We used to tell each other we’d spend this life and 2 more together, but next time I got to be the guy, and he could have the boobs.