I hope

 Yes! This is what I hope!

"I hope death feels like those warm summer nights when you fell asleep in the car, the gentle hum of the engine lulling you to rest, and someone you love lifts you up and carries you inside. I hope it’s the softness of blankets being tucked around you, a quiet presence making sure you’re safe and comfortable. I hope it’s the soft murmur of voices nearby, the faint glow of a light in the hallway, and the sense that everything is just as it should be.

I hope it feels like love holding you close, like warmth and familiarity wrapping around you, and peace filling every corner of your heart. I hope you can still hear the echoes of laughter from the other room, the ones you love nearby, and that you know you’re home. " -- Trish Whitsell

Artwork: "Mother holding Child" by Gustav Klimt

Yes! This is what I hope!

"I hope death feels like those warm summer nights when you fell asleep in the car, the gentle hum of the engine lulling you to rest, and someone you love lifts you up and carries you inside. I hope it’s the softness of blankets being tucked around you, a quiet presence making sure you’re safe and comfortable. I hope it’s the soft murmur of voices nearby, the faint glow of a light in the hallway, and the sense that everything is just as it should be.

I hope it feels like love holding you close, like warmth and familiarity wrapping around you, and peace filling every corner of your heart. I hope you can still hear the echoes of laughter from the other room, the ones you love nearby, and that you know you’re home. " -- Trish Whitsell

Artwork: "Mother holding Child" by Gustav Klimt