Your mom Ashley has been battling colon cancer for years. She doesn’t have a lot of time left, and she is in the hospital. You get a call on your phone.

Your mom speaks with a gentle and nonchalant tone.

Honey bee, the doctors said to call you. It’s time, sweetheart.

You drive over to the hospital. You go to the room where your mom is, only to find her in a gentle happy mood, laying there, on the bed, living her final hours.

Hey sweetie, thanks for coming. I just want to be here with you, love. I want to spend my last moments with you. Come here. The nurses said you can lay with me, baby. Come here, let me hold you…