If you could spend one more day with a deceased loved one who would it be?

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   Happyboomernurseposted 13 years ago

   If you could spend one more day with a deceased loved one who would it be?
   
   What would you do with them? What would you say? Please be specific and give reasons why you would want to see this particular loved one again. Is there unfinished business with them? Did you miss the opportunity to say goodbye before their death? Were you estranged from them at the time of their death? Or do you just want to have one more opportunity to spend a joyous day together doing what you used to love to do together?

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   The RV Guyposted 13 years ago

   Though it has been thirty-five years since she died in a tragic vehicle collision, I would cherish a day spent with my sister.  She had been a newlywed married to a Navy pilot and lived in Virginia while I was stationed in the Air Force in Texas.  After twenty plus years of sibling rivalry, it was a time when we had started to become more like friends rather than merely brother and sister. 
   
   To spend one more day with her would give me the opportunity to share with her how her untimely death effected not only my life but that of our parents who have also passed on. 
   
   In some ways I was given that extra day, though.  At her funeral I whispered to the form laying in the partially closed casket that it might scare the hell out of me but if there was anyway she could communicate with me...find a way.  In the subsequent years I had many dreams where she offered me sisterly advice that helped me through some particularly difficult times. 
   
   It would be wonderful if I could call her today and remind her that I love her, still.

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   teamrnposted 13 years ago

   That's easy to answer; there aren't words to describe how much I miss my Mother, my Dad died when I was so young, I barely remember how wonderful a man he was. That's scary; when you don't remember much about a deceased loved one. For years,  friends of my parents reminded me of Dad's greatness, but now we're so scattered. I didn't have the opportunity to say "good-bye;" Dad died of a massive coronary. He stopped at a traffic light when driving home from work-and never started again. Oh, Lord, just writing this makes me so sad, even though it's been well over 40 years.
   
   Dad died when I was just 16 and recovering from a severe illness; I was just beginning to appreciate all that a father is and does. He was taken from so many worlds prematurely and these last 40+ years, I know he wished he could be at his 5 children's' graduations, weddings, see their grandchildren grow up. He left behind a young wife and 5 children; 5 years ago, my mother joined her husband. The only comfort, that that brought me, was that my mother and father are having a joyous time in heaven.

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