What is your worst memory?

Rhett,

I had to tell my ninety-one year old mother my brother was dying since he was asking for her. She couldn't come to the hospital since she was very disabled in a nursing home.

I called the nursing home, told them what was happening with tears streaming down my face, and then they brought my mother to the phone with a kind nursing home person with her. I told my mother my brother was dying and asking for her, and put my cell phone up to my brother's ear. I could not hear all she said, but what I heard was very appropriate mother-son talking. And my mother seldom talked.

It was probably not the worst, but by far the most emotional experience in my life. I understand how hard that was for you.

Shelagh,

My husband was flying from London the day the plane crashed at Lockerbie.

Carol

I had to tell my Mother she was dying. No fun!

Mom had always been quite threatrical and loved to say, "I am so sick I wish I could die.'

That gave me an easy opener of, " You are about to get your wish, I will miss you and I love you."

Just seems to me...we live such drama-filled lives. No small wonder we all need to write!

It really does help to write, doesn't it?