michelle

Loss of warmth as the pale grey color slowly changes the once alive body into a heavy lifeless mass. Lips shrivel and slightly part. Body twitches as remnants of organs shut down. I fold and tuck her in as if she was a child going to bed and place the stuffed animal under her arm. A gentle kiss is placed on her forehead. As I say goodnight, I whisper “sweet dreams mom”. A picture is taken to remember the moment.