tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261162596630192850.post1020721740367694841..comments2023-06-30T09:48:39.223+02:00Comments on The Blue Spire: Sad DayPerovskiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02288179080765960283noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261162596630192850.post-10281466131907180512010-01-04T13:27:31.023+01:002010-01-04T13:27:31.023+01:00I think people often 'choose' to die alone...I think people often 'choose' to die alone. Both my parents did. And my grandma, who lived with us. I was 15, woke with a funny instinct about her, crept downstairs at about 6am and there she was, looking very peaceful and about 20 years younger. Dad passed half an hour after my mum and sister, who had been at the hospital all day, had gone home. And Mum lived alone in Liverpool, I was in bed in London with the flu and my sister was on holiday. Mum hadn't even been ill. Sometimes I think it is having the living around them that keeps their spirit hanging on. Very, very sad though.hydrahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17050622432144268086noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261162596630192850.post-48239275943514169892010-01-03T12:09:13.733+01:002010-01-03T12:09:13.733+01:00Very sad and touching story. Thank you for sharin...Very sad and touching story. Thank you for sharing it.Bixhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06263963508785739508noreply@blogger.com