The very day I promised to come back to release your Spirit with a proper goodbye before your body became increasingly weaker than the day before. As sure as my body was logy from a long day of hard work while reclining on my loveseat at home in my living room. Then, my cell phone would ring only to speak volumes to your final hours here on earth before you would take your last breath. Your Spirit visited my every heartbeat as I laid limp, but God’s love lifted me with compathy. So, I could travel that long road to the hospital to release your restless soul.