Praying For a Miracle

I prefer a natural death with all its inconveniences. What I would prefer the most is choosing the atmosphere in which I pass on.

My hopes of the perfect death are quite hopes, as life has thrown me a curve ball. My kids ignore me.

I would like to be "weak," like in the movies, mumbling my last coherent words, still understandable, to my loving children who caress me and sit at my side with alligator tears in their eyes.